Testo Dread - R.B.D.
Testo della canzone Dread (R.B.D.), tratta dall'album Living Isn't Enough
Lalalalala
Feel the dread
Time is up
So you know you better run
Make 'em dread
Yeah
It's Monday calling, nigga
I say a little prayer
Before I take 'em all to church
It's a Sunday morning stickup in the booth
I whip up commotion
It's no motion when I'm loose
So clique up
What you rappers dey figure?
Rude is litter than cigar butts
Finna get them star bucks
'Cause if you hear him cough he prolly sicker than a muhfucka
Of all the Ls
No name but all is well
Magic with the pen
And if he blew (blue), they'd hate like Gargamel
Bro it's very scary growing up
Adulting never dull
Cause my cellie steady blowing up
I see aa then I bore
Fuck this client I ain't showing up
Morrow I for go the Tema court
But for now I think it's
Time to give no fucks and make 'em dread
(You make 'em dread, homie)
Time to give no fucks and shake 'em scared
(You shake 'em scared, homie)
Time to give no fucks and paint 'em red
(You paint them red, homie)
Time to give no fucks and make 'em dread
Yeah
Feel the dread? Time is up
So you know you better run
Feel the dread? Time is up
So you know you better run
Feel the dread? Time is up
So you know you better run
'Cause it's time to give no fucks and make 'em dread
Yeah
Yo RBD
Yeah?
Chale somebody dey call you
Chale chale make you no pick
Ah I no dey barb some people
You call me like 10,000 times
I say I no dey work on weekends
You still dey call
Forget am
Turn the mic up for me
Alright
They dreading the dude
My mind deep and I'm repping the truth
The rhyme scheme when I step in the booth is a crime scene
When I'm letting it loose
Chale make you no dey gimme a lot of rope
You'll find your neck in a noose
You can't hang with the law boy
Never got a second to lose
A warlord when I get in the mood
It's all bars
Hope you getting a tool for what you getting into?
I really hope you got a weapon to choose
'Cause you fit tell I go fuck shit up
Farewell no be option I go dey consider
Give 'em Hell
And I'm never ever gon' give up
I'll make it swell like an oxidant
If e no sell, I go auction am!
Always down to change my plans
So you know I came prepared
'Cause this time I'll give no fucks
I'll make 'em dread
Time to give no fucks and make 'em dread
(You make 'em dread, homie)
Time to give no fucks and shake 'em scared
(You shake 'em scared, homie)
Time to give no fucks and paint 'em red
(You paint them red, homie)
Time to give no fucks and make 'em dread
Yeah
(Make 'em dread)
Feel the dread? Time is up
So you know you better run
Feel the dread? Time is up
So you know you better run
Feel the dread? Time is up
'Cause it's time to give no fucks and make 'em dread
Yeah
Chale RBD, you know sometin?
Wassup?
The song ebe hard
Yeah
But I feel like if we get some bridge before the hook
E go work waa
If you no fit do am today e be fine
Morrow you go fit come work on am
Chale morrow dier nah
I get some matter for Tema Court wey I for go
Ah chale somebody dey call you oo, RBD
E be the same client?
Carry the phone give me
Yeah, hello?
Hello? Hello? Aha Counsel!
Good to see you you're alive
And finally ready to pick up my calls
After I've been calling you severally
Um, hold on, hold on for me
Yo chale Chris, I dey lef eh
Alright so you later
Sure bro, no yawa
Yeah, hello, we can talk now
I don't understand
I think sometimes you don't know how your actions affect me
I'm sorry
Now to this case that we were talking about
Trespass to chatter
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Writer(s): Rbd Gh, Christopher Bempong
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