Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Separation, artist - Madchild. Album song Demons, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.04.2019
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
No Separation |
So what’s the difference |
Between a prince and a pauper? |
A hunter or a flower boy? |
The world to the nation? |
There’s no separation |
Oh God, let your rain down proudly |
I break down to my knees |
I need some answers please |
Okay, I’m coming back to murder them all clowning on me |
Got the rain pouring down while I’m down on my knees |
I’m soul searching to the sound of this beat |
'Cause I don’t want to look up and feel him frowning on me |
I’m the hardest of misfits with a Spartan’s existence |
Rapping like it’s Christmas and snapping 'cause I’m gifted |
King shark with the body of a hulk |
Don’t bother bothering me, I cause bodily assault |
My blood bleed red supreme, Supreme backpack |
Bitch, I don’t wait in line, we get fast track |
Always rock a black hat, new Johnny Cash back |
Did so much acid, I get too many flashbacks |
It’s a new world, something we can laugh at |
Rich kids that act street, white kids that act black |
And people thinking they got clout when they backstage |
I’m taking everybody out like the black plague |
So what’s the difference |
Between a prince and a pauper? |
A hunter or a flower boy? |
The world to the nation? |
There’s no separation |
Oh God, let your rain down proudly |
It breaks me to my knees |
I need some answers please |
The Gods and the heaven’s and the hell’s are within you |
You can’t imagine all the hell that we’ve been through |
Dark art, tongue one sharp and Ginsu |
Fuck anyone saying I can’t continue |
Kids spitting glitter it’s a pretty facade |
I grew up with real killers like the City of God |
The greatest warrior, I’m Braveheart bitch |
Plus writing every night like it’s Graveyard Shift |
I kill 'em all, a crushing small baron |
Wheels spinning in my head with rusty bald bearings |
Bent on the fact that I deserve vengeance |
Cold hard bars, every line’s a served sentence |
And these kids think they stars, I think they sort of missed it |
I’m a hyperbolic orbit shooting through your solar system |
So terrific when I go ballistic, chauvinistic |
I don’t like loudmouth bitches that got no statistics |
(They can’t go the distance) |
So what’s the difference |
Between a prince and a pauper? |
A hunter or a flower boy? |
The world to the nation? |
There’s no separation |
Let your rain upon me |
It brings me to my knees |
I need some answers please |
Oh-a, Oh-a |
Oh-a |
Doing it, doing it right |
You’re doing it, doing so right |
You love me, you hate me, hold tight |
You put in all this over time |
You can’t even give your own life |
You put up all we sacrifice |
You better keep praying your mind |