Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song USSR, artist - Rejjie Snow. Album song Rejovich, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Kaya Kaya
Song language: English
USSR |
Illuminati at the door |
And when it rains it fucking pours |
And when it pours it fucking rains |
The fake versace leaves a stain |
I’ve seen a christian kill a baby, inhumane |
In this world where we struggle just to love |
And obstain, from the greed and the sex — equanimity can lay |
And If i died right now, would you still remember the name |
Would you still remember the name |
Painted the picture, picture painted perfectly |
Confessional confessions, tend to be the burden see |
It’s blasphemy, but it’s honesty over everything |
Walk with a gun and let the murder be the remedy And |
Hennessy on melody’s, I'm starring at the enemy |
Illuminati grab the shotty, look it’s Rejjie (Check Check) |
Illuminati grab the shotty, look it’s Rejjie |
Because the kid is unpredicteble |
I came from a jungle where there’s animals and miracles |
Nah, im trying to be the first to make it |
And make a broke boy rich and religion, have a pay check |
And Make a pig see the dick of this convict |
Vietnam veteran slaying rappers with dillegence |
And that’s A Predicament for your intelect |
The black boy’s hungry, no pigs on a babies back |
Illuminati that’s the real enemy (x3) |
Yea i know you ain’t gotta be telling me |
Put some henny in my tee, that’s the remedy |
That’s the remedy, hennesy on melodies (x2) |
Slurpin' Ribena, burnin' my reefer |
Sip a henny, let me turn up my speaker |
Billin cheese, blowing out soliloquy’s dilla beats |
Chilly In the window breeze |
Feel at ease, pizza, all a nigga need’s |
But when the streets -, darker than the lenses on your shade’s |
Cold nights through december, man surrender to the page |
Plain and simple, plain and sinful |
Blowing blunts just remembering the days |
Fell into a maze of thought -, never been away for more |
Then a couple beats -, love from my street and love for the peeps |
Reminiscing on a relevant mistake |
On the cold corner tryna' sell a man my pain |
And this… |