Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Riot Ender, artist - Rob Sonic. Album song Telicatessen, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: SKYPIMPS
Song language: English
Riot Ender |
I want a riot but no one else thinks that |
Last call for quiet but no one else drinks that |
I want a riot but no one else thinks that |
Last call for quiet but no one else drinks that |
Rusted in a machine shop means I |
than a sidearm proxy |
Pamphlet of waste proof proof |
Speak to no playing tag jewelry |
Rock Candy pays it back through teeth |
Indirect super- |
A bottle of perception in the other trapped |
Just the right sedatives measuring |
The nine volt that’s never ready |
The holds fast times with the |
The gyro migrate to Ellis iv |
time slot |
Nowhere fisher kings bridges blind spot |
Soda can, riverstink, drifting dry-dock |
Now show your hands if you think your just livestock |
back to bothering you |
Suffocate one after hollering to |
water waiting after tolerant snooze |
with a pokerface your father gave you |
Never-ending bone dry |
License to officiate your own buybacks |
Siphoning the fifty states and the collective plate |
on a radio curse |
wagon let the radio fly |
Just the same tragic indication of the first time you knew you wouldn’t care if |
the radio died |
Ratio, medivac, renovate sound |
Cameo letterbox getting knocked down |
Safe below second Ave generate |
The tapes will show that in fact yesterday’s now |
No grass grow while watched |
No class a job |
No new weather Never call nothing safe |
Fucking hate mower gas, frustrate, overcast |
Wherewithal, lope around, show the |
Sickening drop pottery comradery |
So listening |
Boot Shop |
christening |
And Powerball lotteries |
Now we’re all constantly |
Stay the same |
In a trench |
With a benchmark quality |
Solemnly |
Confused roll on |
Want shoes, dope songs |
Is not robbery |
Can’t see the city from the smoke plume |
What to do about a leader that want us to trip mushrooms |
like Sydney, Eleanor canvas at the EMU, Whitney |
Rob got detonator, organ, forged on elevators taking you with me |
Never wrong, Ten stacks worked in the favor until the vapor rub Vicks me |