Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Machines, artist - Oncue. Album song Leftovers 2.1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Allofus
Song language: English
Machines |
| I moved out my mamma’s crib |
| So I could let my honor live |
| My genius, you don’t got to ponder it |
| It’s a no brainer, can’t afford car payments |
| Until we hit the lottery |
| I’m a moderate Kurt Vonnegut, who pops a lot of shit |
| Reads Economist and speaks ebonics, bitch |
| And my friends think I’m out of it |
| But see I’m proud of it, my judgement, I’m clouding it |
| By default, we default |
| Never learned nothing so I guess that it’s me fault |
| Pointing out the only thing the haters say is peace talk |
| Throw the Red Sea in my way and watch me walk |
| Call me crazy and deranged, rap game, Julian Assange |
| Trying to make some change, pull money out my ass |
| Same thing on my brain, rather hang myself wake up tonight, than be your slave |
| And you wonder why we act wild and act out |
| Party in a packed house |
| We don’t want to go home to cracked out and blacked out |
| We want to act proud, don’t want to tap out, that’s all |
| Seen too many on the fast fall |
| Why you think I fucking rap my ass off? |
| We come alive when that moon turns bright |
| I could die tonight but not the words I write, yeah |
| And ain’t nobody reading the mind so it’s a fine line |
| We tee’d up on, be ticking time bombs |
| And trying to find the calm before the storm |
| If you fighting against the norm |
| That’s who I’m spitting this for |
| Losing my mind, it was dead weight anyway |
| Think it’s about time that I pull my hair away |
| These thoughts of mine are always doing MMA against each other everyday |
| Shit |