Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We All Da Same (Everyone), artist - IDK. Album song Subtrap, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Clué
Song language: English
We All Da Same (Everyone) |
So my nights usually start off lurking |
Shit |
I don’t usually eat no breakfast, no nothin' |
I just gather all the money I can and go straight to Jon Jon |
Shoot, sometimes I don’t even have enough money |
So I either beg him |
And if that don’t work, I go out and get it |
And once I finally get what I need, I go straight to the trap house |
I walk up the stairs |
And the second floor’s usually where I do my thing |
Ha ha, shit |
I find me a little spot in the corner |
Take a seat |
Grab the rocks, fill up the pipe |
And right before I strike the light, I start to think about life |
Like, what the hell am I doing? |
You know? |
This ain’t my life, this ain’t me |
I ain’t come from this kind of background |
Hm, but it’s like, every time I start to come to my senses |
I don’t know, I just |
I hear these voices |
(Na na na na na) |
And they start teasing me |
(Na na na na na) |
Then I come to the realization that these voices are my addiction |
(Na na na na na) |
He the trappa |
He the plug |
He the one sellin' dimes and the dubs |
She the one smoking dimes in the dorm room while the boyfriend showing white |
girl love |
He sniff, they shoot |
We pop, to get loose |
But we all do the things that we do cause if life ends now we ain’t got shit to |
lose |
Fuck that |
So we think think think think think |
That’s right that’s right that’s right that’s right |
Oh so we think think think think |
That’s right that’s right that’s right that’s right |
We are all the same |
From the projects and the streets to the campuses and the dorm rooms |
We all breathe and inhale from a mouth, of a nose, right? |
This breath of air brings us a false feeling of satisfaction |
Which makes us gasp as we failed to grasp reality |
This fake sense of security becomes our new addiction |
We are all the same |
From the Rocky Mountains to the Serengeti Plains |
We all seek the same strain |
Or relieve the same pain |
Because that’s how we think we remain sane |
But is that just satan talkin'? |
I mean |
Think about it |
The next time you try to judge your partner, make sure you think of your own |
problems |
After that try to solve em |
Because as the world continues revolvin' |
Playin' Russian roulette with our lives |
The only way that you could survive |
Is if you remember one thing |
We all the same |
He the trappa |
He the plug |
He the one sellin' dimes and the dubs |
She the one smoking dimes in the dorm room while the boyfriend showing white |
girl love |
He sniff, they shoot |
We pop, to get loose |
But we all do the things that we do cause if life ends now we ain’t got shit to |
lose |
Or so we think |
Or so we think |
Or so we think |
Or so or so or so or so or so whoa |
Subtrap |