Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lulla Bye, artist - Sunz Of Man. Album song Elements, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.08.2016
Record label: Echo International
Song language: English
Lulla Bye |
I stalk in the land where the world’s gonna end |
Life is a game that the blacks never win |
You can’t look back, when the devils on attack |
Or be the next victim inside this deathtrap |
When I stalk, I take a deep breath of death |
In the atmosphere, then I prepare to meet my enemy |
I leave ya lost inside a mental maze |
Like bad memory plus a overdose of amnesia |
Equals brain seisures |
With no warning, too prejudice |
Critics who don’t pee wee judgin us had gimmicks |
Why die think they rappers |
Cuz they study the dictionaries |
Is life is a cycle from ya birthday to the cemeteries? |
My third eye, describe the fantasy world alive |
I eat food for thought, on Thanksgiving |
Instead of celebrating, the killin of the Indians |
My brain potential turn me into a mental maniac |
You think ya zaniac, when I’m outsane |
Creating more mysterious, curious shit than a Dr. Strange |
Had a full capacity fillin ya open dome like a cavity |
Too many tragedies, caused by demons that lack on strategy |
My intellectual concepts is logic, ya disect, blood spill, white spill |
Study it for my test, a life of death escapes |
Burn like the equator to eliminate ya face |
The doors of hell is closin by minute we deathtrapped in it |
I’m searchin for the beginning, but the end, they let me win it |
I’m alergic to murder futures, in the price time the evidence is mine |
Think beyond, right now, I can hear souls of the innocent |
Crying in pain, every year, only we had no real ears |
To hear the fear |
The ritual wounds, I glide, cuz the dark days will raid skies |
And it will rain pain on the insane devils in the sky |
When under pressure, ya can’t stand still on ya own flatline |
With ya part time, wack ass rhymes |
Here’s another lesson, parental discreation is advised |
My rhymes open eyes and lies in my hands |
Who is the man with the power |
Brainwash and met don’t wanna step in the shower |
The rain, the acid rain from the brainstorm ya get named dame |
Yo its just another strangle goes a bang into a mental |
When I was a young lad, they said I had potential |
I udalized the fight, Deadly Venoms as a weapon |
Sudden death, when destruct, with the lethal ejection |
Danger, don’t talk to strangers, I hang ya |
In the torture chamber, brother release the hanger |
The beat, join the ranks of the deceised |
When ya rest in piece or better yet pain |
Cuz my name lock in ya brain just like aroma |
Thoughts swell inside of ya mind like a tumor |
In this rap field you couldn’t match me kid |
I begged ya when the seventh sense said I was electric, kid |
That word is bond, I rock from the dusk till dawn |
Thru the day to night, from the dark to the light |
The way that I rock is catastrophic |
It’s sick, psychotic, nerves I got it |
Paragraphs, are toxic |
Give you a sign if you don’t know the time |
Grab the Glock to ya face as I waste ya mind |
Our father who art in hell |
Out to make ya suffer, pray to maintain under pressure |
Mentally I’m out of the anger |
All my physical state dwells to hate, my obligation is bleep the fate |
Of the mind of the wicked |
Livin in fantasies, caught up in fantasies, spray ya |
Calamities and tragedies |
Be who who hate it, like ?? |
my recalation |
Against the man who cancels of recooperation |
Mass the game as I torture |
Talk to ya brain on the remains of blood veins above they kanes |
Be my, toss and typo, like a loss of a cycle |
This is a hell, see thru the house above the cypher |
The ghettos and the projects massive within |
In the jungle with sin, the drama never end |
Killah Priest, Iron Sheik from the Middle East |
Raps cause torment lay dorment in the East |
Pick it up slow, say whats sup |
For Da Last Future, Hell Razah |
Holy Psychaitrist, Prodigal Sunn |
Population Click, Wu-Tang, Gravediggaz |