Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Bryan Song, artist - Sean Price. Album song Metal Detectors, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.03.2018
Record label: Duck Down, Ruck Down
Song language: English
The Bryan Song |
| When you gonna realize money is the king of the land |
| The color of your skin doesn’t matter when you got it in your hand |
| I got that feeling to clap |
| A young black Bob Dylan of rap |
| You can fill in the gap |
| Sacrilegious, dick in the mouth of bad bitches |
| It’s cool when it’s G Rap on roads to riches |
| On fleek when I tilt my own beep, beep I’m vicious |
| Deep with the bullets I speak sleeps your mistress |
| No assistance, ghetto icing on the sentence |
| I’m different, pissing on the world from a distance |
| Alejandro! |
| Metal detect |
| Detect metal, level your set |
| Benevolent and legit, I’m the exceptional vet |
| The vet sent death threat direct express |
| One way ticket to hell, jail, fuck with the best |
| P, boss with a violent past |
| Break north, get lost like the Tribe of Shabazz |
| Knowledge 120 |
| Breaking compounds down the brolic gun dummy |
| The viking, the Brother Mouzone |
| Get your thoughts thrown from verbal to hand chrome |
| Rap predators don’t get caught in the feeding |
| This is Mic Tyson writing social graffiti |
| The viking, the Brother Mouzone |
| Get your thoughts thrown from verbal to hand chrome |
| Rap predators don’t get caught in the feeding |
| This is Mic Tyson writing social graffiti |
| Ravaging the booth rapping shit |
| Savage in pursuit of happiness |
| I don’t co-sign or support thoughts |
| Of bitch niggas eating collard greens with salt pork |
| This is the onslaught |
| The fifth have me rocking on the shit that your son brought |
| Glad to meet ya |
| Push your wig back you got alopecia |
| Master Illa massacre |
| Move at any matter it don’t matter |
| Illa is better than competitor |
| Your chatterbox get boxed in and brain splattered |
| Rain rapture |
| Pain captured in my vein |
| Cocaine like metaphors |
| Aim high in plain sight |
| Poke her on a plane pipe put in your dame |
| Got a .44 focus on your fame slain the predator |
| Legendary, I’m every murder inside America |
| The viking, the Brother Mouzone |
| Get your thoughts thrown from verbal to hand chrome |
| Rap predators don’t get caught in the feeding |
| This is Mic Tyson writing social graffiti |
| The viking, the Brother Mouzone |
| Get your thoughts thrown from verbal to hand chrome |
| Rap predators don’t get caught in the feeding |
| This is Mic Tyson writing social graffiti |
| Because I am so cool… |
| Cool… |
| Cool… |
| Cool… |