Testo Do & Die - Invicti
Testo della canzone Do & Die (Invicti), tratta dall'album Temporary
Spitting like I can't be saved
Stuck inside this house for days
Visions of the world caught behind these fucking rapper shades
Dreams of ever getting paid
Shot away the past today
Tripping through the muddy water
Guess it might just be okay
I mix the vodka with the tonic
Toilet water then the vomit
Chronic hitting faces splitting
Screaming fans I did envision
Fuck tuition on a mission
Struggling to make them listen
Frightened this is just beginning
Can't be thinking early ending
Women flipping, yes I love you
No she didn't, faceless bitches
Spineless dresses, too much stresses
High school drama, old class pictures
Yes your honour, no I didn't
Can't be listened, never heard
I dream about the spoken word
I woke on up and smoked my third
Struggling artist, another bird
Who's he spitting, fucking nerd
Why he do it, look he blew it
White fuck, God's gift to music
Push em' through it, listen up
'Til I die i'll live it up
Can't give a fuck, corporate bubble
Living straight just ain't enough
I need to make it
Fuck the butts
Make the cut or cut them off
Cars, rap, it's la-di-dah
Here's to making our own calls
Take the bacon, fried for you all
Here's to making a fucking living
Doing what I want after fiending for so fucking long
I'm fucking famished
Belongings lost in baggage
I'm longing for the cross
Come crucify my damage
Is it do or die
Do or die
Let it all linger
Or do I do and die
I'm fucking famished
Belongings lost in baggage
I'm longing for the cross
Come crucify my damage
Is it do or die
Do or die
Let it all linger
Or do I do and die
Status of a killer
Status of a king
How many have I killed
Am I a human being
Lil Wayne Two
Mister John Wilkes Booth
Look man I'm fucked up too
Mister too gone for you
Mister hooking all up with your sister
No morals oh
He's corralling the troops, backstabbing boy bands too
Create a family drama
That's more immoral truths
Important to the youth
Equality in boots
Abuse the booze so much
You lost your fallopian tubes
You choose to snooze you lose
Confusing little minds
This nations in divide, committing deicide
Paying prayers to the private schools
He can't decide
Let it all linger
Or is it do and die
Do and die
Do and die
Let it all linger
Or do I do and die
This fucking manic depressive antic infused in his dresser
Shooting on higher class bullies
Brutus confusing the lesser
The bullets flying come through
Windows of our prime investors
Testers they gotta be fighting
The lighting striking he's Tyson
He's biting down on his rag
His bitch was feisty for nothing
He in the know he ain't nothing
Nothing is ever going to change
The sign he's got on his lap
Ain't matching signs in his brain
He's going through different things
Changing his lane soccer game
As if
Running from what's coming can prolong enough a spot to gain
Clinically diagnosed the doctors know he is insane
Monster he's not humane
Driving an dyeing pills
He's tryna ease his pain
Yet again he hits the hook the mother fucking same
I'm fucking famished
Belongings lost in baggage
I'm longing for the cross
Come crucify my damage
Is it do or die
Do or die
Let it all linger
Or do I do and die
I'm fucking famished
Belongings lost in baggage
I'm longing for the cross
Come crucify my damage
Is it do or die
Do or die
Let it all linger
Or do I do and die
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Writer(s): Jesse Dube
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