Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 4th of July, artist - Jeremy CrossAlbum song Exalted, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nacho
Song language: English
4th of July |
Nickle 4−5, I squeze it till the pearl jam |
Kick rocks bitch, quick to tell a girl scram |
Mayor West, Seattle birth the first batman |
Nacho Picasso, the tat in the hat man |
Hi-ya, got that tatted on my backhand |
The bad man said I rang from the badland |
I’m cute, she gorgeous |
Blood on the portraits |
I’m rude plus morbid |
She chose like I’m orbit |
I came on her vortex |
And threw her out the fortress |
Get out my heart-shaped box |
My heart stays locked |
Your heart says stop |
Every time you kiss your spouse, that tard tastes cock |
Your posse on broadway, your hard bass rock |
Another day, another VUCSA, hard case caught |
Where the dope boys go, when they die? |
We don’t go to heaven, we live so fly |
Some get low, but we get high |
Sparking fireworks like the 4th of July |
Nacho, hm |
I hear them using Cobain in vain |
You ain’t grew up in the rain |
So you prolly ain’t the same |
Wouldn’t have a thing in common |
If you’d blew your brains |
The way they steal from Jimi |
Man these fools should be ashamed |
Got me feeling like Joe |
Cause I’m fin to shoot my dame |
We the reason Bruce Lee learnt to kick it like Liu Kang |
Cause he grew up in the valley |
And the valley never changed |
My palace is in flames and my Alice is in chains |
My chain bar with diamonds, my fingers full of rings |
My city’s full of lames, then it seems you never came |
Steve Largent, work the hard, I beg your pardon |
Just threw another corpse in my Soundgarden |
And Sir iMix-A-Lot, makes it soft or harden |
You can ask Quincy Jones, where the fuck he started |