Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song KYBM, artist - Tunde Olaniran. Album song Transgressor, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.08.2015
Record label: Quite Scientific
Song language: English
KYBM |
| This is unconventional |
| Only way that we can roll |
| And if we runnin' outta coal |
| I know some people who can pull |
| I’m talking people who do right |
| Use their tongues to spark and light |
| Plan to aim it, push it fight it |
| Teach it learn it, save, ignite it |
| This is urgent so best plan on me to overnight it |
| Might Ehren Watada |
| My vision is brighter |
| You’re not tall; |
| just miter |
| No cloister to hide out |
| Zoom, zoom, zoom my lighter |
| With a balaclava |
| Clink, clink, clink the bottle |
| Making molotov |
| Throw it up in the air |
| Mystic with this we shine just about anywhere |
| Only ‘cause I care |
| I love you |
| So much you make the nights better |
| You make them lights hotter |
| You make the sweat wetter |
| I love you |
| So much you make this worth doing |
| Just keep that truth spilling |
| Keep your body moving |
| Get out your seats please don’t be rude |
| I am not your average dude |
| Pick up hints and clues I’m shrewd |
| Rosanna Pan calls me Nancy Drew |
| Gotta bag of tricks make my words backflip |
| Trip over metaphors, then I squeeze em like clips |
| So hold up, focused, armed like soldiers |
| We’re ready for war, I thought I told ya |
| Thunderbird, '65, all white, cream inside |
| Chrome finish, fresh to death |
| Killed the game so they can testify |
| Synths analog, kick strong |
| I keep it in the trunk of the car I’m driving |
| You can buy all the swag that you can |
| But you crash, when you try to ride in my lane |
| Like I learned to ride a bike in one day |
| Ain’t nothing to hide my bruise |
| Tears and rain in the concrete |
| There’s no challenge I refuse |
| Now I’m black and blue |
| Ain’t gotta rule you |
| Just keep you body movin' til it’s |
| Black and blue |
| They don’t own it, so they can’t control it |
| See the lights go out |
| Then the knives get drawn |
| Hear the boots hit the ground |
| When it all falls down |
| First the lights go out |
| Then the knives get drawn |
| So let this thought ferment: |
| When did you revoke consent? |
| Do you need a homestead to defend? |
| Tear down the fence |