Testo Burgundy Cement - STL GLD
Testo della canzone Burgundy Cement (STL GLD), tratta dall'album Rock Boyega
When you make it from the come up
You've got to freak it
That's right nigga, non-stop
Ya see I got it
Haters try my limits
We both see I am a savage
When you make it from the come up
You've got to freak it
That's right nigga, non-stop
Ya see I got it
Haters try my limits
We both see I am a savage
Aye
You are looking at the plug
Got my trigger on the finger
You been looking down the muzzle of the gun
Aye
I just like when they run
Aye
I just like when they slump
Aye
Down on the ground
Thinking 'bout all of the drama they could overcome
Aye
You thinking what have I done
Aye
Bullets in the abdomen
Aye
Why is this happening?
I put a cap in him got his soul on the run
Aye
The air escaping his lungs
Aye
I don't know his Mom I don't know his Dad
I don't care where he from
Aye
My Pops left and I'm numb
Aye
Was locked up too young
They say I'ma die in the slum
Aye
I'ma get me some
I'ma finish him, I'ma feel his heart diminishing
Aye
I'ma do this shit again
I don't need no friends, bruh
I don't care who you came for
Living life is painful
Get your drugs and get out
Ain't that what y'all people came for
It's kill or be killed or remain poor
I'm just trying to survive and I'm getting high off this vapor
Make your paper
Rob your neighbor
Blame your parents
Blame your educator
Call your legislator
This is human nature
Aye
This is America open your eyes
Ain't this what slavery paid for
Ain't this what we stayed for
That's why every time I leave my house
I feel the danger(danger)
When you make it from the come up
You've got to freak it
That's right nigga, non-stop
Ya see I got it
Haters try my limits
We both see I am a savage
When you make it from the come up
You've got to freak it
That's right nigga, non-stop
Ya see I got it
Haters try my limits
We both see I am a savage
I been dreaming
Lucifer's noose is
Tight as a bank lock
You can succeed with it
Round your neck but-
Feels like you can't not
These the days of cops
Putting bullet holes in your tank top
Everybody watching me leaking
With every drip drop
This the type of business
That put the Don at the tip top
This is GLD, this is the stuff
That's all over your wrist watch
Their block same as his block
Same as this block
Where the people put us underground
Beneath the flip-flop
We been forgot about
And left for dead up in this swamp
I ain't got no car
Nobody cares who we are
I'm no superstar but
King's are who we are
This is quite bizarre
I ain't got no therapist
Just an empty seat at the bar
I ain't got no dad all I got is this fucking boulevard
And the Soc's never come here
They just judging me from afar(afar)
(Judging me from afar)
When you make it from the come up
You've got to freak it
That's right nigga, non-stop
Ya see I got it
Haters try my limits
We both see I am a savage
When you make it from the come up
You've got to freak it
That's right nigga, non-stop
Ya see I got it
Haters try my limits
We both see I am a savage
All my life
I feel like
I've been falling
Down
Down
Down
Down
All my life
I feel like
I've been falling
Down
Down
Down
Down
All my life
I feel like
I've been falling
Down
Down
Down
Down
All my life
I feel like
I've been falling
Down
Down
Down
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