Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tension, artist - K Rino. Album song Deprogrammed, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.09.2014
Record label: Black Book - SoSouth
Song language: English
Tension |
Trap is set and you the mouse, freely walking through your house |
Relationship on the edge, barely talking to your spouse |
Whole damn town is mad everybody down to blast |
Vast majority upset and agger people bound to clash |
Loud talk draped around, tried but can’t escape the sound |
Son getting older now he thinking he can take you down |
Bucking up and feeling fat, now you got to deal with that |
I knew this day would come man, I don’t wanna have to kill this cat |
Plus you wanna get your boss, he won’t even let you talk |
Mind on the edge now, slightest thing will set you off |
Been around the block so don’t treat me like a first-nighter |
Walking down the street, white lady grips her purse tighter |
Even though I paid my dues, man the devil hate to lose |
Police got four or five tools that they can’t wait to use |
Racist ways coming out, shooting spraying tasing joking |
Used to hide you when they beat you, now they whip you in the open. |
Tension |
When I’m rolling through the hood I feel tension |
When I step into my house I feel tension |
As I’m walking down the street I feel tension |
When I see the police I feel |
Before I hit the corner I can already tell it’s jumping |
Loud music heavy bumping everybody selling something |
Every-night a new disciple cheer the devil boo the bible |
Prison waits for five-year-olds whose lives will soon go through the cycle |
Running up and bang doors, blood baths paint floors |
Shady women make you claim and raise babies that ain’t yours |
Close cats and drugs are life, somebody might bust tonight |
Wife don’t trust the husband, husband don’t trust the wife |
Cutting throats to climb the ladder, that’ll make your wallet fatter |
Daughter in the strip-club with rappers throwing dollars at her |
Shots exploding through you should’ve did what you was told to do |
Now you decomposing in a suit with loved ones standing over you |
No sanity coz we lost it, stressing got the world exhausted |
Government be tryin' to toss it, knowing they the ones who caused it |
Every action is a part of dysfunctional thought-disorder |
Daily friction in the family, father son mother daughter. |
Tension |
Tension and apprehension as I pass through a suburban dimension |
My neck feels the tightness of a lynching |
Grinding male, walking through the hood with your mind in hell |
The anxiety you feel your first time in jail |
Tension, standing face to face with the main goon |
One dude with both his baby-mamas in the same room |
Finding out the one you trusted that’s who busted ya |
Two rival hustlers competing for street customers |
Making a couple o' adjustments trying to keep others from touching ya |
When life is thrusting shock suffering at your jugular |
Heartless guys, see the ego gathers where the caucus lies |
Fathers of the dark despise then lawyers rise and organize |
All around, everybody’s fighting in this sport of blood |
Nothing more intense than when you got to stand before the judge |
Freedom on the line, it’s a everyday part of life |
We cutting through it but it’s hard to slice, we need a sharper knife. |
Tension |