Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cult 45 , by - Shredders. Song from the album Dangerous Jumps, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 02.11.2017
Record label: Doomtree
Song language: English
Cult 45 |
| Gangster ass home |
| Rat killer |
| Torn because I identify |
| Cap peeler |
| Trap filler |
| Weighs mind |
| Chilled really tho |
| Spill a little wine |
| Blood a Jesus got em faded |
| Prolly need a little body Christ |
| Mad gluten tho |
| Ripin into a camel light (instead) |
| Caughing shit up |
| Spit a lung into the bitter night |
| Faith is not a thing I do |
| Space is kind of all I need |
| Prolly break a thing or two |
| Not too good for the work, but that’s the tip of the berg |
| Then he bunny hop the curb and he flip em the bird |
| Put the money where the words from, called in stoned |
| But he keeps getting checks like keys, wallet, phone |
| Fuck, fuck, forgot, I’m on that more than ever |
| The kid a heavy shredder |
| By any measure couldn’t feel any better |
| Get out-smoked |
| And turn an ouch to an ouch joke |
| Turn a house to a house boat |
| If it feels good to you |
| If it feels good to you |
| If it feels good to you |
| Do what you like |
| Right, do what you like |
| If it feels good to you |
| If it feels good to you |
| If it feels good to you |
| Do what you like |
| Right, do what you like |
| I’m sure it’s fine |
| Livin whatever forever until I flatline |
| Yeah, catch a ton a breeze |
| Catch a ton a hell, catch a ton a Z’s |
| And it ain’t hard either (it ain’t) |
| Nah, batch a something sweet |
| Catch em, kill em, cook em (up) |
| And it ain’t hard either |
| Grave yard feeder |
| Since birth |
| The pace car a beater |
| A base loss-leader by some way lost geezer |
| So we paved our kilometers, bing |
| It’s the ace card keeper |
| Kid 8 bar eater |
| Stick game like Jeter, bada boom |
| Ain’t gotta say a thing |
| I mean the dude paid his dues |
| But he never paid the vig |
| Plan looking like the Bay of Pigs |
| All I did was play the gig |
| Did it big from a to zig |
| Zig zigalla, no big sing along |
| No oochie wally wally |
| Just Fugazi and some ollies and a jolly roger |
| Ay live in concert |
| But with big no sponsors |
| Ay we gotta make it sizzzz like an onomatopoeia |
| I’m on another eon, beyond a number |
| You see i’m not the one |
| But if i’m being honest |
| I see that one you under |
| You should rock with us |
| Do what you gotta gotta |