Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Leisure Gang, artist - Sweatshop Union. Album song Infinite, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.05.2013
Record label: fontana north, URBNET
Song language: English
Leisure Gang |
Hey, are you distant, a different head space that you’re living in |
Get chased in your dividends |
Me? |
I’ll be sitting here, Leisure Gang |
Kickin' it, to something new from the crew |
With the spliff and it’s so damn addictive |
I suggest y’all giving it a try |
Sitting, getting high, just listening to I, or |
Listen' to Mo, Metty, Ray, Pigeon Hole, Def 3, Itchy Ron |
Just in case you didn’t know |
We got that high grade, we got that wizard smoke |
All I’m tryna say is this shit just isn’t dope |
It isn’t difficult for us to see that it’s counterfeit |
It’s leafy and brown and shit we spit that BC ovr the counter shit |
Yeah you need a doc’s not to hit this |
His shit? |
All you’ll do is cough, choke, and get sick |
We got that traded for coke over the border shit |
The good shit they smoking from Hoboken to Oregon |
(Hook x2) |
Leisure who, Leisure who |
Leisure who, Leisure who |
Leisure who, Leisure who |
Leisure who, Gang! |
Transcend is to lift off |
Bout to blast off, getting off |
Get tossed out in the ether |
Come back as a skinny white Rick Ross |
Jumpin' like Kris Kross, follow the leader |
Make the whole crowd seizure |
Everybody leave here slave to the speakers |
Screamin', «I'm a believer!» |
Came here to blow up and set shit |
Leisure Gang |
Mo’s a fiend, chill since age fifteen |
Philistine, king of the makeshift dream |
Hurricane, y’all just a minor brainstorm |
I remain calm, when they try we pray for 'em |
I self-lord and master |
Final chapter, half price, half Zedong |
Born in the cave where the snakes are |
My duke’s the black ops but they made off |
Abraham to Adolf, cosmic play-offs |
Every night in hell they sort out a chaos |
We stayed breathin' and he stayed grateful |
You can hate me but you can’t make me hate you |
Life too sacred, hatred is weakness |
Represent real shit, ancient as Egypt |
Feel me? |
The real G never dies, really |
The sun God’s runnin on paradise, silly |
(Hook x4) |
Leisure who, Leisure who |
Leisure who, Leisure who |
Leisure who, Leisure who |
Leisure who, Gang! |