Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Green Light, artist - Madchild. Album song The Darkest Hour, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.07.2017
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
Green Light |
| There’s a time when we all meet our maker |
| Stay on our grind ‘cause we all need our paper |
| We find love but eventually break up, then make up |
| We all fall asleep and then we wake up |
| Pay attention. |
| We all have our calling |
| The point is get back up when you’re falling |
| I lift my joint back up and quit stalling |
| Let the chips land where they lay |
| I go all in |
| Madchild |
| I’m on a warpath |
| Give me more death |
| My ink is poisonous |
| Got Agent Orange breath |
| Blood drenched, still attacking, it’s a savage war |
| Bab it more |
| Complicated addict with these habits formed |
| They look to me for help, be more reliable |
| Suicidal bomber, homicide is justifiable |
| Pounding on my chest causing more tears |
| Sniper on the roof. |
| This is real guerilla warfare |
| Slow it down, let my mind meet my maker |
| And let my pain bleed onto lined sheets of paper |
| Underground but different level of wealth |
| I love God, but I snap like the Devil himself |
| I’m a baffling beast |
| So rappers kneel in front of me like I’m a Catholic priest |
| These kids are yellow like a daffodil leaf |
| I’m a driving force so jump into the passenger’s seat |
| Or keep falling (keep falling) |
| Evidence |
| There’s a time when we all meet our maker |
| Stay on our grind ‘cause we all need our paper |
| We find love but eventually break up, then make up |
| We all fall asleep and then we wake up |
| Pay attention. |
| We all have our calling |
| The point is get back up when you’re falling |
| I lift my joint back up and quit stalling |
| Let the chips land where they lay |
| I go all in |
| Madchild |
| I tried being normal |
| Fuck being normal |
| Skin weathered leather |
| Still mad pain and turmoil |
| We do not share the same black magic |
| And you do not got the same bad habits |
| And I cannot hang out with old friends, they’re all violent |
| Sitting here alone with my thoughts, that’s loud silence |
| And I can see like every mistake with closed eyelids |
| Keep playing them all back in my head, it’s so tiring |
| If you don’t think I’m ill by now you must be real deaf |
| Penalty for stealing the King’s dinner is still death |
| Balance in my cash flow are not going corporate |
| You falling down, I’ll lift you up like a forklift |
| I write with blood in a calligraphy pen |
| My style is vigorous and vicious with an ignorant blend |
| And you can see the go signal again |
| It’s green light, the rise and fall like Caligula again |
| It’s alright |
| Evidence |
| There’s a time when we all meet our maker |
| Stay on our grind ‘cause we all need our paper |
| We find love but eventually break up, then make up |
| We all fall asleep and then we wake up |
| Pay attention. |
| We all have our calling |
| The point is get back up when you’re falling |
| I lift my joint back up and quit stalling |
| Let the chips land where they lay |
| I go all in |