Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Start Again, artist - Mikill Pane. Album song Let MC It, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Only Son
Song language: English
Start Again |
| Yeah |
| (Skeptik, you filthy bastard) |
| Yeah, them man are all… |
| Them man are all… |
| Yeah, them man are all creeps, stalkers |
| Man be taking out talkers |
| Man be making shit awkward |
| Man be taking out authors |
| Man be taking out culprits |
| Man be walking all corporate |
| Man can’t offer man no pills |
| Man be taking out Morpheus |
| Man be taking shit cautious |
| Man just break in whips, Porches |
| Men tell lies on them mandem |
| Man’s just making up porkies (fake) |
| Man’s just making up bullshit |
| Grab the strap and go walkies (bap) |
| Man be moving all porkish |
| Then a man get poked up and porkied (yes) |
| Man’s drowning |
| Man was grabbing that snorkel |
| Man be moving all awful |
| General soldier, that’s corporal |
| Man’s got everyone thinking |
| Man just made this shit thoughtful |
| Man just changed up this whole shit |
| And that just made man immortal |
| Yes, normal |
| Thanks for making shit formal |
| Man’s got fans up in Scotland |
| Man’s got fans up in Cornwall (cleanup) |
| And just made this shit floral |
| I’ve got fans that take this shit oral |
| I said «babe, come jump in this portal» |
| I’ve got whores just acting all whoreful |
| This is way too hard for them |
| We make it hard for them |
| They build it up, we shut it down |
| We’re making niggas start again |
| This is way too hard for them |
| We make it hard for them |
| They build it up, we shut shit down |
| We’re making niggas start again |
| Not «Talking Da Hardest» |
| When I talk about the unfortunate artists |
| That ask to record with the sharpest |
| I reply no, real flatly, Lord of the Dance shit |
| Tell me I’m heartless, call me a bastard |
| When I refuse what they send to me |
| But too many niggas arse kiss, crawl up arses |
| All I see is human-centipedes |
| But man ain’t down with no brown nose |
| My Mac ain’t down with those downloads |
| These niggas don’t stand up next to me |
| Its like man are just out here without toes |
| Got a beanie in my home, without clothes |
| Go deep in her throat like Altose |
| She doesn’t speak but she’s never got her mouth closed |
| And she rides me so well, I’ve got her Ralph clothes |
| No need for jokes, there’s no banter |
| I don’t speak with hoes, I’m no Santa |
| I get chicks that don’t talk after dinner |
| They know I ain’t leaving home for no catch-up |
| Couldn’t get one, then I’m a trend setter |
| And all of a sudden, my life just gets better |
| And all at once, vaginas get wetter |
| So it’s all for the bangs, I’m like your hairdresser |
| All I do is give them what they’re wanting |
| So its fair hair/here even if she’s not a blonde ting |
| But a chick wasn’t on tings |
| I was her last resort, she used to see me as Pontins |
| Its hard to believe that buff girls like me |
| But its a cold/coal world and girls like heat |
| And the reason I don’t get gassed? |
| Petrol companies can’t shell like me |
| This is way too hard for them |
| We make it hard for them |
| They build it up, we shut it down |
| We’re making niggas start again |
| This is way too hard for them |
| We make it hard for them |
| They build it up, we shut shit down |
| We’re making niggas start again |