Testo DON'T BE BITTER - Synsy
Testo della canzone DON'T BE BITTER (Synsy), tratta dall'album BEYOND HUMAN - EP
Fuck up, the concept, I won't leave a trace
Keeping on track, I'ma win the race
Got a bad bitch, with expensive taste
She want the Gucci or the Louis then she gotta chase
Tell these man, don't be bitter just be better (uh)
Tell these man, don't be bitter just be better
Tell these man, don't be bitter just be better
Tell these man, don't be bitter just be better
Uh huh
Sworn it to myself I'm going up another level
It ain't good enough to drop it down and let it settle
Turn the heat up in the kitchen flicking on the kettle
Incase another muggy prick wanna meet the metal
We just ain't cut, from the same cloth
If you bout it then you bout it we can set it off
Make sparks fly off when I touch mic
Kaleidoscope vision off of the drug type
Fuck up, the concept, I won't leave a trace
Keeping on track, fucking done the race
Kept a bad bitch with me now she got a taste
Copped the Gucci and the Louis you can keep the fakes
Tell these man, I ain't bitter I'm just better
Tell these man, I ain't bitter I'm just better
Tell these man, I ain't bitter I'm just better
Tell these man, I ain't bitter I'm just better
Tell em!
One swift backhand leave their vision blurry
Leave em' where they lie I'll drag their bodies to the cemetery
Tell me take it easy but I'm good there ain't no need to worry
I been going hard I'll take my time off get there gradually
I ain't in a hurry know my time approaching fast
Schools in session with the numbers man are outclassed
Brake hard now, I can't slow down
Bet you never see it coming when I throw it down
Bet you never see it coming
Bet you never see it coming
Bet you never see it coming, yuh yuh
Man are on top but you know now
You man are washed up ya'll better slow down
Spent most time in the guest spot
But more time it's fine I'm what's hot
You man are capping too much
Don't give a fuck bout what's what
I'm gonna chill more time
Still find my name in lights at the top spot
Watch me line em' up to knock em' down like dominos
They cattin' for the snow
I buss them three for a one onna fast tempo
Someone tell me, fucking who's on it?
Fuck up, the concept, I won't leave a trace
Keeping on track, fucking done the race
Kept a bad bitch with me now she got a taste
Copped the Gucci and the Louis you can keep the fakes
Tell these man, I ain't bitter I'm just better
Tell these man, I ain't bitter I'm just better
Tell these man, I ain't bitter I'm just better
Tell these man, I ain't bitter I'm just better
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