Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Master, artist - Ransom. Album song Directors Cut, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Presidential
Song language: English
The Master |
| Ay Craven |
| Yeah man, this shit is gorgeous right here |
| It’s glorious, it’s the perfect backdrop |
| Let me paint this scene for y’all |
| Shit is gory, man |
| Yeah (I'm tellin' y’all man) |
| Look, look, let’s get it |
| Look, first time I seen a face explode was about eight years old (true) |
| My mama prayed so she can save my soul (our Father) |
| It changed my goal seein' brains exposed (yeah), no one explained it though |
| Everything is lit when you livin', but ya grave is cold (yeah) |
| Y’all don’t really want it with Duffle, ain’t no exchangin' blows |
| Shotties blow you out of ya fit, look like you changin' clothes (bla-ouw!) |
| Yeah, you heard them painful groans |
| Choppers hang you up when they ring, think you should change ya tone |
| Honestly I’m one of the greatest, but never claimed his throne |
| I don’t need no spins on ya playlist, my shit’s engraved in stone (yeah) |
| These labels got too many slaves to own |
| That’s why I’m workin' behind the scenes to get somethin' for y’all to claim |
| and own (let's go) |
| King Leonidas when he reigned in Rome, painted scrolls |
| Ancient poems, buried by kings right where they laid his bones (woo!) |
| Yeah, still y’all remain some clones |
| Hope you die a horrible death and suffer in pain alone (yeah) |
| Became apparent I was raisin' chrome, high as any plane or drone |
| Killers with guns that they never aimed and blown (bla-ouw!) |
| Wire taps that got arranged in phones |
| Don’t be that nigga that’s comin' back from that party and find a stranger home |
| For real man, yeah |
| Ah man, this shit is luxurious |
| Ha, this, this this torture is luxurious |
| You hear that |
| Oh, oh, yeah, let’s get it |