Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song World of Fear, artist - Outerspace. Album song My Brother's Keeper, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Outerspace
Song language: English
World of Fear |
People want to buy their insanity |
They don’t want the truth |
They want fear, they want violence |
They want sex and drugs and guns |
They want that, that’s what they want |
That’s the part of me that they, that they hate |
I’m just gonna fuck and kill and party until it’s over |
The world is coming to an end |
Fifteen, hammer tucked in this Levi denim |
Stolen whip, these mean streets bleed venom |
Broken home, no foundation, he’s pretending |
Life is good, he don’t seem too threatened |
Popping pills, smoking weed, just to ease his mind |
Lost soul, all he ever sees is crime |
Will he ever change? |
We will see in time |
Run up the wrong way, you will see that nine |
Money come money go that’s the way he walk |
He just know what he know and he crazy sharp |
He stand alone, don’t need anybody |
Loves drama, mayhem, he aim with the |
Billy the kid, young gun, he’s a gladiator |
Ain’t afraid of anyone, you can pass the hater |
Punks jump up just to get a beatdown |
Box game crazy and he pull the heat now |
Sex and violence, criminal minded |
You either out to get rich or you die trying |
Horrifying, death defying |
Strictly business, you just shining |
Sex and violence, criminal minded |
You either out to get rich or you die trying |
Horrifying, death defying |
Strictly business, who can try him? |
Just turned 21, plenty guns in the van now |
Two kids though, nigga gotta be a man now |
He needs rice in the cabinets, pipe down his arrogance |
Nigga need to chill with all that gangsta shit |
But his brain been deranged for some years though |
The more niggas sniff shit the more he let his beard grow |
Still fascinated by material objects |
Still got that little ass room in the projects |
He caught a body in south west and everybody know |
But ain’t nobody run they mouth yet |
Still splurging, still irking the cops |
Done tattooed his face and put work on his block |
Sending threats through texts knowing that his phone’s tapped |
On some fuck-the-world-shit now his wife sit at home strapped |
Praying they can see another day |
Just got his passport, cause he knows the feds is on they way |
Sex and violence, criminal minded |
You either out to get rich or you die trying |
Horrifying, death defying |
Strictly business, you just shining |
Sex and violence, criminal minded |
You either out to get rich or you die trying |
Horrifying, death defying |
Strictly business, who can try him? |
Life in the box results from a life of crime |
He can’t shake indictment, it all came in time |
Federal charges, state wanna pick him up |
Haters on the inside all want to stitch him up |
Co-d's always changing up stories |
Pointing they fingers, what happened to the loyalty? |
King of the streets, what happened to the royalty? |
Distraught father, not knowing what his boys gon eat |
Wifey left him, she ain’t no ride or die chick |
She chasing all them niggas with that fly shit |
Ducking faggots while he’s trapped in a steel cage |
Tryna get in where he fits but he feels afraid |
Claustrophobic, no mail, mind filled with rage |
Tryin' to get his hands on a couple pills and pray |
But when the lights go out and at the end of day |
He asking God «Why it gotta be this way?» |
Sex and violence, criminal minded |
You either out to get rich or you die trying |
Horrifying, death defying |
Strictly business, you just shining |
Sex and violence, criminal minded |
You either out to get rich or you die trying |
Horrifying, death defying |
Strictly business, who can try him? |