Testo Give - MF Grimm
Testo della canzone Give (MF Grimm), tratta dall'album American Hunger
I'm not here to make a record, you dumb cracker
They broadcast me out on the radio
Off-guard, sleeping hard like it couldn't happen
Tore me up, riddled up, bullets, yeah, they hopping
Like bunny rabbits to the Creator
I'm set back, let me live twice
He said, "Nah, it's a wrap"
Lives are taken when it's about the paper
Some are starving and hungry for the power
Others are thirsty for blood and love the pleasure
Don't wanna go, so I summon the Devil
I said, "Lucifer Morningstar
If you give me one more chance, I'll make the best of it"
Lucifer Morningstar
If you give me one more chance
Then my soul you get 'cause I can't handle it
Revenge, I need this shit, I wanna live on
Like I'm Spawn, raising Hell in pits
Grant me what I need, brought back to make 'em bleed
I want 'em all gone 'cause I'm gone, but God won't let me leave
So listen up, I'm asking you to give me
One more chance like them girls be begging Biggie
'Cause I got to dance with these niggas who tried to kill me
If God don't feel me, then Satan, I know you hear me
The fact I summon you some will find silly
But they never been dead, so why the fuck really
Would I stop to be undead or fed until they under
And undercovers can't stop me nor the feds
Bowling for dollars, knock 'em down for the bread
Kingpin is the charge 'cause large is bloodshed
The 7th Circle, the square I'll rest my head
'Cause to step to my B-I, this is what I said
I said, "Lucifer Morningstar
If you give me one more chance, I'll make the best of it"
Lucifer Morningstar
If you give me one more chance
Then my soul you get 'cause I can't handle it
Revenge, I need this shit, I wanna live on
Like I'm Spawn, raising Hell in pits
Grant me what I need, brought back to make 'em bleed
I want 'em all gone 'cause I'm gone, but God won't let me leave
So listen up, I'm asking you to give me
One more chance like them girls be begging Biggie
'Cause I got to dance with these niggas who tried to kill me
If God don't feel me, then Satan, I know you hear me
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, revenge
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, revenge
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, get it, get it
Revenge, get it, get it
I have it from the highest authority
That that negro sold his soul to the Devil
Oh
Wait, wait, wait a minute, folks
No, it's true, it's true
Wait a minute, wait a minute, folks, now
Is you is or is you ain't my constituents
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Writer(s): Percy L Carey
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