Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chainsaw (A List) , by - Wiley. Song from the album The Ascent, in the genre ДабстепRelease date: 28.03.2013
Record label: One More Tune, Warner Music UK
Song language: English
Chainsaw (A List) |
| Louder, ye coming in loud |
| Louder, to the up turning ground |
| Open up the cloud, everybody bounce |
| In this way for us, right across the earth |
| But, murder is the key that I drop |
| No fear it won’t stop |
| I’m about to turn the gap over |
| If you feel it in your gut |
| Kick it down, fuck it up |
| Turn it up, louder |
| Yo niggas, a couple of winners might give you time |
| I get to the finish line and rest out the thumb |
| No I don’t keep second to none |
| Had to help wish I could |
| Let you go by sit I would |
| A reckless time to cook this meal |
| Word up, I’m a young distance |
| Word up, know that I’m a persistent murderer |
| I could be just like this no over |
| See my findings, see my family |
| Now my sister got to unleash the river |
| Backpack on my back |
| Snapback up on my |
| Headback time to go back on my head |
| Get away when mom won’t be dead |
| And I’m really on my way |
| Louder, ye coming in loud |
| Louder, to the up turning ground |
| Open up the crowd, everybody bounce |
| In this way for us, right across the earth |
| But, murder is the key that I drop |
| No fear it won’t stop |
| I’m about to turn the gap over |
| If you’re feeling in your gut |
| Kick it down, fuck it up |
| Turn it up, louder |
| Hold up, wait wait |
| I’m late put the goal up straight |
| Whoever talk basic wins it |
| I ain’t got a problem, marksman shooter |
| Can’t get into my margin ruler |
| Run to it in this team you ain’t cooler |
| Distinguish air with some more though |
| And I ain’t talkin men you’re so curious |
| But add spice to things it’s all normal |
| I subtract the team gonna mess |
| I just might snipe your team come out fresh |
| If you don’t ride for me come out less |
| But now you don’t like me 'cause I left |
| I never did left though |
| Ross did never did dream or ever did seen |
| Or resembleing of a pistol |
| I till stay on top of the test score |
| Louder, ye coming in loud |
| Louder, to the up turning ground |
| Open up the crowd, everybody bounce |
| In this way for us, right across the earth |
| But, murder is the key that I drop |
| No fear it won’t stop |
| I’m about to turn the gap over |
| If you’re feeling in your gut |
| Kick it down, fuck it up |
| Turn it up, louder |
| The hard work paying off ye |
| I’m seeing a lot |
| Time’s awake me while I’m praying to God |
| If I’m getting one then I’m staying up drunk |
| I a solo to ages and a mop |
| Got 4 wounds tonight that’s a plus |
| So them wanna put me down like I’m a dog |
| And then change your minds when you see 'em got smoke |
| And I got knowledge of black taxi drivers |
| Got I’m up still make figures like porch |
| Grew out in a day, jay lodge |
| I got fresh haircut no budget |
| I stay away from barbers that touch |
| When I roll in the crowd I feel odd |
| 'Cause I been there already I was a old school bud |
| Gonna use brand new stairs and a mic |
| Have fuck with the light on |
| Louder, ye coming in loud |
| Louder, to the up turning ground |
| Open up the crowd, everybody bounce |
| In this way for us, right across the earth |
| But, murder is the key that I drop |
| No fear it won’t stop |
| I’m about to turn the gap over |
| If you’re feeling in your gut |
| Kick it down, fuck it up |
| Turn it up, louder |