Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vernon, artist - Show Me the Body. Album song S M T B, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 20.04.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Vernon |
| Over my shoulder I’m a card holder |
| Burn a car and a broken |
| One day I’ll burn spears and all fear |
| Choker hold in time |
| Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight |
| Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older |
| If you got it, come and ride on my sleigh |
| Fuck a and a tape |
| Think that he leaked but he gape |
| He tried to plead out when he’s late |
| But these ends are really only leaked in my grave |
| I cross these men in my way |
| These written I never save |
| Humble tones I used to speak alone |
| To peep my homie exposed |
| These drugs always lead to my dome |
| I get grown with these bugs and they eat at my home |
| I rip out the holes I took so long to sew |
| I took so long to sew |
| So I twist a bowl |
| I see my death but my son will get old |
| I see my breath down in the snow |
| Over my shoulder I’m a card holder |
| Burn a car and a broken |
| One day I’ll burn spears and all fear |
| Choker hold in time |
| Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight |
| Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older |
| I see it over my shoulder I’m a card holder |
| Burn a car and a broken |
| One day I’ll burn spears and all fear |
| Choker hold in time |
| Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight |
| Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older |
| Everyone call me when |
| Said some kids in my school they don’t know about shit |
| Lunch time, eleven graders made me sad |
| At the motherfucking table they was eating I would spit |
| After class I would get Dillon, Garret, Kevin, Will, Henry, Fig |
| Tryna figure out the crib |
| It was never no extra curricular, extra terrestrial |
| I was getting lit |
| Getting swizz in the basement |
| Now sure I feel sex |
| Might have been thick, might’ve been for man |
| I don’t give a shit, that was back then |
| And the super fat kids |
| Next thing I know, closing that bridge to manhattan |
| Shop with the stones and the sticks |
| It’s the fact that I’m grown in that sick |
| When I was young, I was down to roll |
| Breaking them bones, shop with the sticks and the stones |
| Ain’t tryna hear 'cause they already know |
| In New York, I been here before |
| When I was young, I was down to roll |
| Breaking them bones, shop with the sticks and the stones |
| Ain’t tryna hear 'cause they already know |
| In New York, I been here before |
| When I was young, I was down to roll |
| Breaking them bones, shop with the sticks and the stones |
| Ain’t tryna hear 'cause they already know |
| Over my shoulder I’m a card holder |
| Burn a car and a broken |
| One day I’ll burn spears and all fear |
| Choker hold in time |
| Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight |
| Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older |
| I see it over my shoulder I’m a card holder |
| Burn a car and a broken |
| One day I’ll burn spears and all fear |
| Choker hold in time |
| Tends to turn me cold in tryna fight |
| Tryna die, tryna get high before I get older |