Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chainsaw (A List), artist - Wiley. Album song The Ascent, in the genre Дабстеп
Date of issue: 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 |