Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Roll a Route , by - Illah DayzRelease date: 14.05.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Roll a Route |
| Yo, i roll ah route, pickin my snout, breakin some crumbs |
| Sicknin, another chicken in these the one’s |
| Shine on’em ultraviolet light yo, see the sun |
| I stroll wit the wise, one killah bee who stung |
| Broke ah tooth, lung in the booth, truth has brung |
| Yo, the heavy rapper, hand clap ya, hard smack ya |
| Cardiac attack ya, back up, then car jack ya |
| Wit ah cane, im goin insane, loosin my brain |
| My pain deep, hurtin my back, chest, im vexed |
| Stressed, nights ah mess, plus im not gettin rest |
| Im wide open like the skies open, in ah ride |
| Wit ah vibe that i tried coping, im tired soakin |
| Dressin in the flyest coatings, holdin trees thats |
| Poten, i ski slopin up and down hills its real |
| Feelin sick bro, sittin isnt what i wish for |
| Feelin sick bro, sittin isnt what i wish for |
| Pull ah kick door, mission only meant to get dough |
| Its hot and heat scorch ya, ya die when heat scorch ya |
| Outside smokin out the ride, the dope choke ya |
| Sweat shirt sweatin, need ah squirt of super soakah |
| Double barrel, trouble in the air and i can smell it |
| Inhale it deep, jumpin out the jeep but dont sweat it |
| Apparel match, chain swingin, chattin on my nextale |
| Next tale major, life savior let me exhale |
| Mighty joe youngs, large whales wit big guns |
| Posted, while sex and drug sales flood the slums |
| Black gums, dirty mouth bums that max lungs |
| Hosted, relay son, i rollah coasted |
| Chef in the kitchen glazed the oven roasted chicken |
| Boom box beat, preheat ya lovin while im spittin |
| Bomb ticking drama, streets everyday trauma |
| Honor O Dhama, life thoughts, daily karma |
| Feelin sick bro, sittin isnt what i wish for |
| Feelin sick bro, sittin isnt what i wish for |
| Pull ah kick door, mission only meant to get dough |