Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Buckets , by - Sims. Song from the album More Than Ever, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 03.11.2016
Record label: Doomtree
Song language: English
Buckets |
| My car does not go slow no more |
| To the floorboard mon amour |
| It’s like that movie Speed with less Keanu |
| Every last part to the fullest |
| Faster than a speeding Bullock |
| All these people say «I'm pulling for you» |
| My mortal coil starts slow |
| A quart low on motor oil |
| But when I hit go, I explode |
| I combust all that’s embroiled |
| These pieces that I’ve tried to kill on will alone |
| Well, they’re still in me |
| I cannot forget em, but now I forgive them |
| I think I’m beginning to rinse my bones |
| I take that big win, big loss |
| Still remain a boss, boss |
| Don’t wait up, I’m already gone |
| Already gone, how could I stop? |
| I can’t stop, I can’t stop |
| It goes quick, it goes quick |
| I can’t stop, this is it |
| It’s my only one |
| What I made |
| What I sung |
| What I’ve done |
| What I gave |
| What I love |
| Well, it’s my only one |
| Gotta say my ‘fuck its' |
| Gotta say my ‘fuck its' |
| Gotta say my ‘fuck its' |
| We don’t kick the same bucket |
| Gotta say my ‘fuck its' |
| Gotta say my ‘fuck its' |
| Gotta say my ‘fuck its' |
| We don’t kick the same bucket |
| I am from the mad north north |
| Cold wind whipping up a tango |
| War, war of course |
| But in my mind I am on my tranquil |
| I am on the beach cutting mangos |
| With the blade that my girl cut your face with |
| She be on that take, take, better tuck your chain in |
| I be like chill |
| We could feel the trade winds |
| Lay in the sun, lay in the cut |
| They just rush up when they’re gut shot |
| They don’t come straight |
| They’ve been the same, working them angles since sandlot |
| They ain’t in game, they ain’t in game they just squawk from the backstop |
| I spot the cop, make a handoff |
| I know a hawk from a handsaw |
| All I’ve learned is it don’t relent |
| Spent to some extent |
| I feel the roulette exacts revenge |
| Inexactly |
| I thought so deep I caught the bends |
| A strange few years, I lost some friends |
| So I’m getting mine with them in mind |
| Fuck OK |
| Let’s be great |