LRC歌词

[ti:Hive (feat. Vince Staples and Casey Veggies)]
[ar:Earl Sweatshirt]
[al:Doris]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.16]Promise Heron I'll put my fist up after I get my dick sucked
[00:04.19]Quick buck maybe a gold chain
[00:07.43]With that f**king flow that s-s-so belittles men
[00:11.18]They tentatively tend to turn and go when I am finished
[00:14.06]Stone cold hardly f**king with these *s ni**a listen
[00:17.18]The description doesn't fit if not a synonym of menace then forget it
[00:21.57]In turn these critics and interns
[00:24.07]Admitting the sh*t spitted just burn like six furnaces
[00:25.95]Writ it affixed learning them digits and simultaneously
[00:30.63]Dispelling one-trick-pony myths isn't he
[00:34.52]One adolescent f**king six-ni**a energy
[00:37.33]And crawling down 'Fax like a rich ni**a centipede
[00:40.46]Crack ceramic and slap a hand out of cash account
[00:44.70]Stamp and shouting thrashing these *s done let the Kraken out
[00:47.76]Crack-a-lackin' like snap crackle poppin' your ammo off
[00:50.57]Hide your face and throw your flannels off Sweatshirt ni**a
[00:53.82][Hook]
[00:54.06]'87 roof top Bronson
[00:56.74]Whipping hoopties tryna boost raw chronic
[01:00.49](Brutus in that booth double scoop hot vomit up)
[01:02.92](Sub rocking thud knocking *s teeth loose)
[01:04.49]Bruh I don't f**k with no cop
[01:07.55](Rolling with that flow swamp)
[01:08.81]Catch me over stove top
[01:11.19](Rapping to that coke rock)
[01:13.56](Passionless in old Jive clothing
[01:15.19]With them doors wide open)
[01:16.31](Dim the floor lights focused)
[01:19.07]Like it's nothing cause it's nothing b**ch
[01:21.13][Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
[01:22.14]From a city that's recession-hit
[01:23.14]With stress *s could flex metal with peddle to rake pennies in
[01:27.38]Desolate testaments trying to stay Jekyll-ish
[01:30.32]But most *s Hyde and Brenda just stay pregnant
[01:34.06]Breaking news: death's less important when the Lakers lose
[01:37.63]It's lead in that baby food heads try to make it through
[01:40.94]Fish-netted legs for them eyes that she cater to
[01:44.00]Ride dirty as the f**king sky that you praying to
[01:47.56]So here I sit eye in the pyramid
[01:51.05]God spit it like it's truth serum in that beer and then
[01:54.35]Disappear again reappear bearded
[01:56.79]On top of a lear steering it into the kids' ear again
[02:00.72]Provider of the backdrop music
[02:03.59]For the crack rock user and the mascot Earl
[02:07.60]Rawer than the skinned knee cap on the blacktop
[02:10.02]Salivary glands lighter fluid for the matchbox
[02:14.33]Striking wait wait who the f**k you badder than
[02:18.07]Boy oh boy I'm bad as burnt pollo off the grill and sh*t
[02:21.19]Spitter of the Little Nick nimble rickrolling
[02:22.69]B**ch *s pick litter piff-blower plus I pillage sh*t
[02:25.99][Hook]
[02:26.93][Verse 3: Vince Staples]
[02:27.74]Quit with all that tough talk bruh we know you *s ain't about sh*t
[02:34.60]Come around we gun 'em down bodies piled Auschwitz
[02:37.73]Bulletproof outfits weapons concealed
[02:40.85]I'm ready to kill so test it all my weapons is real
[02:44.10]Selling thizz couldn't tell him what the recipe is
[02:47.97]Got 'em wishing that they never gave these weapons to kids cheers
[02:51.35]Send chills up spines of fat b**ches after
[02:52.98]Shows throwing out sandwiches *s get it how they
[02:54.73]Live and I live for money other words I'm getting money
[02:56.99]Little boy told me when it’s time to ride they’ll send up for me
[03:01.24]Ain't nobody scaring me *s ain't prepared for heat
[03:02.29]Tools hit like pool sticks the way I cue sh*t
[03:04.71]If this was '88 I would have signed to Ruthless
[03:09.94]'94 would've had them walking down Death Row
[03:12.89]First is when the best go hate is what the rest do
[03:16.82]Voice inside my head told me "Wet 'em if they test you"
[03:20.88]So it's Raging Waters season
[03:22.12]That yomper big as Larry Johnson leave your momma seedless
[03:24.37]Everybody hard until it's only God they seeing
[03:26.55]Kittens soft but in they songs be trapping hard as Jeezy I don't believe it
[03:27.99]But to each his own I ain't tripping long as I can reach the chrome
[03:31.29]Heat your home like Southern California Gas police pass
[03:31.54]Tell 'em "Free Smalls " off Palm with the heat drawn
[03:32.79]Strapped up long as the chief for police armed
[03:34.83]Raised where the beasts are north of the Beach
[03:36.82]A couple streets past Baby J bony *s spraying Ks
[03:39.32]Ruger with the pork face Jewish for the court case
[03:39.64]Here to save you *s from the sorbet Coldchain
[03:41.31][Outro]
[03:41.50]Like it's nothing cause it's nothing b**ch

文本歌词


Promise Heron I'll put my fist up after I get my dick sucked
Quick buck maybe a gold chain
With that f**king flow that s-s-so belittles men
They tentatively tend to turn and go when I am finished
Stone cold hardly f**king with these *s ni**a listen
The description doesn't fit if not a synonym of menace then forget it
In turn these critics and interns
Admitting the sh*t spitted just burn like six furnaces
Writ it affixed learning them digits and simultaneously
Dispelling one-trick-pony myths isn't he
One adolescent f**king six-ni**a energy
And crawling down 'Fax like a rich ni**a centipede
Crack ceramic and slap a hand out of cash account
Stamp and shouting thrashing these *s done let the Kraken out
Crack-a-lackin' like snap crackle poppin' your ammo off
Hide your face and throw your flannels off Sweatshirt ni**a
'87 roof top Bronson
Whipping hoopties tryna boost raw chronic
(Brutus in that booth double scoop hot vomit up)
(Sub rocking thud knocking *s teeth loose)
Bruh I don't f**k with no cop
(Rolling with that flow swamp)
Catch me over stove top
(Rapping to that coke rock)
(Passionless in old Jive clothing
With them doors wide open)
(Dim the floor lights focused)
Like it's nothing cause it's nothing b**ch
From a city that's recession-hit
With stress *s could flex metal with peddle to rake pennies in
Desolate testaments trying to stay Jekyll-ish
But most *s Hyde and Brenda just stay pregnant
Breaking news: death's less important when the Lakers lose
It's lead in that baby food heads try to make it through
Fish-netted legs for them eyes that she cater to
Ride dirty as the f**king sky that you praying to
So here I sit eye in the pyramid
God spit it like it's truth serum in that beer and then
Disappear again reappear bearded
On top of a lear steering it into the kids' ear again
Provider of the backdrop music
For the crack rock user and the mascot Earl
Rawer than the skinned knee cap on the blacktop
Salivary glands lighter fluid for the matchbox
Striking wait wait who the f**k you badder than
Boy oh boy I'm bad as burnt pollo off the grill and sh*t
Spitter of the Little Nick nimble rickrolling
B**ch *s pick litter piff-blower plus I pillage sh*t
Quit with all that tough talk bruh we know you *s ain't about sh*t
Come around we gun 'em down bodies piled Auschwitz
Bulletproof outfits weapons concealed
I'm ready to kill so test it all my weapons is real
Selling thizz couldn't tell him what the recipe is
Got 'em wishing that they never gave these weapons to kids cheers
Send chills up spines of fat b**ches after
Shows throwing out sandwiches *s get it how they
Live and I live for money other words I'm getting money
Little boy told me when it’s time to ride they’ll send up for me
Ain't nobody scaring me *s ain't prepared for heat
Tools hit like pool sticks the way I cue sh*t
If this was '88 I would have signed to Ruthless
'94 would've had them walking down Death Row
First is when the best go hate is what the rest do
Voice inside my head told me "Wet 'em if they test you"
So it's Raging Waters season
That yomper big as Larry Johnson leave your momma seedless
Everybody hard until it's only God they seeing
Kittens soft but in they songs be trapping hard as Jeezy I don't believe it
But to each his own I ain't tripping long as I can reach the chrome
Heat your home like Southern California Gas police pass
Tell 'em "Free Smalls " off Palm with the heat drawn
Strapped up long as the chief for police armed
Raised where the beasts are north of the Beach
A couple streets past Baby J bony *s spraying Ks
Ruger with the pork face Jewish for the court case
Here to save you *s from the sorbet Coldchain
Like it's nothing cause it's nothing b**ch

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