Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Neon Skies, artist - Wrekonize. Album song The War Within, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.06.2013
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Neon Skies |
Shades triple black dark enough that they’d eclipse the sun |
Got so many styles find it hard for me to stick to one |
Competition murda dem with one flick of this wicked tongue |
Once you hear that rapid fire |
Now you know this shits begun |
In a strange land band with a mainland tan don’t be acting like ya never did |
see me |
I’m a take that stand and debate that fan telling me how all the living is easy |
What the fuck you thinking I’m from the handle pan |
Where you may come for peace and leave the beach as half a man |
But it ain’t just Florida see it poppin up in all the land |
Some kind of new world order I been looking for a God to damn |
I’ve worked for years at this made a million appearances got clearances all just |
To hear that girl say that’s my fucking jam |
And here I am the fracking son of Sam |
Spit razorblades that’s made of haze and taped to rubber bands |
Now Where the |
Fuck I am I’m yet to discover and |
If I’m coming down tonight I’ll just drop me another gram |
They broke me down |
So I adopted me a rougher plan |
Get rid of all those who been tripping our toes in a minute fold up them hands |
Live vibes light it up |
Amongst a sea of lies |
Wake on the other side flying through them neon skies |
This is that super ultrasonic phenom |
Pitcher full of jack picture that with the beat on |
Snake and bat on the map challenge that be gone |
Fuck with us we high enough to skydive beyond |
She said she digs the neon lights |
She wants to know what we on |
Black shades neon skies |
Black shades neon skies |
Black shades neon skies |
Black shades neon skies |
Black shades neon skies |
Gimme that Jack d and a little cigarette full of something nexus |
I’m strange music mosh in pits and bouncers blocking exits |
Before we signed the deal we flew to the Kansas city section |
Where Tech and Trav confessed the fact our rosters lookin' reckless |
To which I did agree and ordered us a fifth for three |
Bartender morse code tatted that looks sick to me |
I used to battle rap some years ago and matter fact I’m glad that that had |
critics unsuspecting what This kid could be |
And here I am the fucking sick emcee |
Brit kid to the prick it seems and something slick this chick agrees |
I’m in Miami where we all breathe at a different speed I’ve heard of last call |
but it never did exist to me |
Pour another shot eyes dilated |
I batter beef in bars and leave em feeling violated |
I asked her how she feeling now she says she alive |
Us Skeptics even finding life inside them neon skies |
This is that super ultrasonic phenom |
Pitcher full of jack picture that with the beat on |
Snake and bat on the map challenge that be gone |
Fuck with us we high enough to skydive beyond |
She said she digs the neon lights |
She wants to know what we on |
Black shades neon skies |