Burnin - Şevin

Burnin - Şevin

Год
2024
Язык
`Engels`
Длительность
375170

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Burnin

Şevin

The world keeps burnin my niggas

It’s H.O.G. M.O.B. man, yea

Open ya eyes nigga

It’s going down out here boy

Gazing through the space in the sky

Thinkin they will never take me alive

Gazing through the space in the sky

Thinkin they will never take me alive

Gazing through the space in the sky

Thinkin they will never take me alive

I’m off the burner like a pot of grits

80's baby laying lazy in a drop of beritz

Handle like stoackvich more cheese need a lot of ritz

So greasy like a teenage breezy with a lot of zits

Why that drips from my lips when I’m plotting licks

I got an itch eyes of apocalypse

Speed low the six shooter with the hollow tips

No trace mask on the face and some doctor mitts

Don’t hate the raiders we just products of the hate they gave us

We just pop’em we don’t make the cadence

Tell me what will it take to save us

When all we every loved was the base that made us

They say embrace the savior become great debaters

Prostitutes, thugs, and base heads raised us

Yea, they’ll never offer me a remedy

I’m too busy pissin on the coffin’s of my enemy

Gazing through the space in the sky

Thinkin they will never take me alive

Gazing through the space in the sky

Thinkin they will never take me alive

Gazing through the space in the sky

Thinkin they will never take me alive

Lord I know I’m supposed to preach am I wrong?

All I think about is murder word further than the reach of my chrome

I’m trying to be meek and keep seeking your throne

But the street beef keeps beep beeping my phone

Does it get better than the evil I’ve known?

I know the Devil will never leave me alone, Listen

Sometimes being a Christian is so hard for me to deal with

Maybe I’m tripping Lord so just pardon me a little bit

My little brother just told me he going back to the pen

I know what consoles me I’m going back to the Gin

My prayers echo off my soul and my future is indefinite

I’m stressing off of dough, heard you got blessings

Can you spare a bit for Sevin I won’t bury them

I’ll share them with the brethren I’m a felon

And they telling me I’ll never get to bailing with the reverend

But it’s evident I’m down to go to Hell to get to Heaven

So tell me is it something worth fighting for

I’m used to Hell but that don’t mean I got to like it Lord

And I’m just speaking my heart

Don’t ever let me be the reason that’ll keep us apart

Gazing through the space in the sky

Thinkin they will never take me alive

Gazing through the space in the sky

Thinkin they will never take me alive

Gazing through the space in the sky

Thinkin they will never take me alive

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