Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song One World , by - Square One. Song from the album Walk of Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 28.07.2016
Record label: Showdown
Song language: English
One World |
| Ya’ll know I’m young and witty, only my guns is pretty |
| Got Ali (Rasul)running with me, ya’ll can come and get me |
| Find me in the slums of fifties, gutter campaigns from Poughkeepsie |
| That’ll leave one in your kidney! |
| If you run against me, I’ve got killer flows |
| Ain’t no monkey-business in gorilla fros |
| Use music to heal a soul, all my young shorties fulfill your goals |
| Life is more then just the fastest cars & the illest |
| Cloths! |
| Tim’lands and whites, linen with ice |
| Winning with dice, cinnamon wife blend with the trife! |
| Repenting to Christ, vacating where the temperature’s nice |
| Penderin' twice, that’s what I call: Living the Life. |
| Yo it’s the same hood money guns bottles of Cane |
| We can take what tomorrow’ll bring |
| But as the days pass, our mottos’ll change. |
| It’s all one world, divided by bars and the chains, sorrow & pain |
| Follow the game gospels came with bullets ans slugs |
| Took it to bloods of Abraham’s crooks and them thugs |
| Hookers in clubs, little girls cooking up drugs |
| Who am I to rearrange their outlooks of love?! |
| My footage on dubs is like Holy Books from above |
| Saying Allah U Akbar, still shook from his grudge |
| Shook to be judged, balls of fire false desire |
| Crawling up higher until my laws retire |
| Yo, cutting no slacks, busting no caps |
| We’ve learned to reevaluate and muscle our tracks |
| My lungse’ll colapse 'cause I keep cussin' on wax |
| How many rappers do you know still hustling crack? |
| Chorus: Repeat |
| Now they’re really gonna hate us! |
| The Square and Ali Vegas |
| Makin' papers. |
| You can’t escape the vapors |
| If the music doesn’t work go back to stagin' capers |
| It ain’t our fault they say it’s what the devil made us |
| Whether mikes or skypagers, gats or crossfaders |
| The game’s the same and it’s played by all ages |
| Laced with raw flavas, make ya’ll wanna taste it |
| Niggas throw your guns in the air, hoes get naked |
| Our motto. |
| Pop bottles after we shake it |
| The lifestyles of young brothas tryin' to make it |
| Whips, exotic trips, and large bank statements |
| It’s yours and it’s there to be taken |