Slammed 2 Raz Songtext
von Astroid Boys
Slammed 2 Raz Songtext
Check, check
If you′re going through hell, keep going
Revival in the ends, I've seen survival kill a friend
Now the sun beams on toast, I mean the most
But to me it′s knowing where I'm from
(Break the cycle)
And that's CF
No, I′ll never be deaf to the struggle
I′ve seen the BS be like the rest and that's not what I′m about
I just wanna write a bar and turn the rhyme around
And break the cycle down
(Break the cycle)
I might stop it so bless
You'll never know what man say next
Like giraffes, ravioli baths, cups of laughs
Standing still in the club
That′s the OG West Coast simplicity
Think before I speak, become just a slow pardo
Get my energy up, peel a banana Ramo
Get my energy up, try rapping like a soprano
Carne beef is in the past but man's still eating Giuliano′s
Man's still eating Giuliano
Ain't nobody ready for me when I come through
I can′t lose, I guess that′s bad news for you
I rock mics and I'm levelling crews
But still pay dues to those dudes that brought me through
Tracksmoky, Big Luke
We know pain with no gain
No news is good news on no given day
So we set it off like propane
And channel this aggression into music, not the dope game
Fear man said that they′re in it for the change
If you was in it for the change then why'd you change?
The minute that the lyrics that you′re
Spitting wasn't bringing in the change
New range and a chain, I′ve been blazing a chain
Of deranged fame chasers living in the
Same bubble I was living in a while ago
I was wrapped up in styrofoam, playing a xylophone
No cow's ear so I guess you'll have to wait until I come home
I′m just talking to myself, walking, squawking
Recording and holding voice notes and audios into my iPhone
To force myself to spread the word that we ain′t happy out here
We broke and angry like Tappy out here
We snappy out here
We ain't happy chappies out here
I don′t wanna know the problem
I just wanna find a resolution
To stop doing what the fuck you're doing
What you doing?
There ain′t no love where I live
Grannies versus hoodies, you and me, it's careless where I live
I said there ain′t no love where I live
Just too many kids that don't have shit
If you′re going through hell, keep going
Revival in the ends, I've seen survival kill a friend
Now the sun beams on toast, I mean the most
But to me it′s knowing where I'm from
(Break the cycle)
And that's CF
No, I′ll never be deaf to the struggle
I′ve seen the BS be like the rest and that's not what I′m about
I just wanna write a bar and turn the rhyme around
And break the cycle down
(Break the cycle)
I might stop it so bless
You'll never know what man say next
Like giraffes, ravioli baths, cups of laughs
Standing still in the club
That′s the OG West Coast simplicity
Think before I speak, become just a slow pardo
Get my energy up, peel a banana Ramo
Get my energy up, try rapping like a soprano
Carne beef is in the past but man's still eating Giuliano′s
Man's still eating Giuliano
Ain't nobody ready for me when I come through
I can′t lose, I guess that′s bad news for you
I rock mics and I'm levelling crews
But still pay dues to those dudes that brought me through
Tracksmoky, Big Luke
We know pain with no gain
No news is good news on no given day
So we set it off like propane
And channel this aggression into music, not the dope game
Fear man said that they′re in it for the change
If you was in it for the change then why'd you change?
The minute that the lyrics that you′re
Spitting wasn't bringing in the change
New range and a chain, I′ve been blazing a chain
Of deranged fame chasers living in the
Same bubble I was living in a while ago
I was wrapped up in styrofoam, playing a xylophone
No cow's ear so I guess you'll have to wait until I come home
I′m just talking to myself, walking, squawking
Recording and holding voice notes and audios into my iPhone
To force myself to spread the word that we ain′t happy out here
We broke and angry like Tappy out here
We snappy out here
We ain't happy chappies out here
I don′t wanna know the problem
I just wanna find a resolution
To stop doing what the fuck you're doing
What you doing?
There ain′t no love where I live
Grannies versus hoodies, you and me, it's careless where I live
I said there ain′t no love where I live
Just too many kids that don't have shit
Writer(s): Elliot Brussalis, Benjamin Michael Kendell, Harry Williams, Richard Bancroft, Philip Davies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
