Testo Last Stop - Kaan
Testo della canzone Last Stop (Kaan), tratta dall'album Twenty Nine
Still here, still in the same position so you could say we still real
Autobiographical, all my shit got the ill feel
Things get complicated when you climbin' up that big hill
Make it to the top but we gon' act like we been here
Too damn deep, so fuck a list I brought my bros in
Three blunts rolled, I face 'em all before I stroll in
Tic-tac-toe, knockin' you niggas off that border
Takin' control, I gotta say it's quite rewardin'
Right on time, I want it all
That Armor All shine, that lemon and pine
Tinted glasses, avoidin' crashes and stallin' out
Take the cash then we rollin' out
Runnin' routes like receivers, retrieve it, see it, then take it now
Tunnel vision, if they ain't supplyin'
Or helpin' well then it's fuck 'em, nigga
I feel like a lion, I'm runnin' and fuckin' hungry, nigga
Stating facts, anything I lost I bet I got it back
Doubled up, win again and won it back
Double dutch, niggas in and out until they fallin' back
All of that, bars is hittin' harder than a battle axe
Niggas bitch made, they can't hang, they need a maxi pad
Enough smoke to make you suffocate when we roll out
Still here, still in the same position so you could say we still real
Autobiographical, all my shit got the ill feel
Things get complicated when you climbin' up that big hill
Make it to the top but we gon' act like we been here
Too damn deep, so fuck a list I brought my bros in
Three blunts rolled, I face 'em all before I stroll in
Tic-tac-toe, knockin' you niggas off that border
Takin' control, I gotta say it's quite rewardin'
The realest revive, survive and thrive
Through complications of these difficult times
With pivotal minds, yes such as mine, we can give sight to the blind
Rippin' at lies disguised as truths, a powder keg in disguise
A pound of proof, but yet selective what is seen by the eyes
Omnipotent, all-knowing beings, we descendants of Gods
The underdog that's in the fight to fall to beat all the odds
Maneuverin' through all this pollution, tryna get through the smog
Deliverin' hard to your solutions with no convolution
Yeah
Still here, still in the same position so you could say we still real
Autobiographical, all my shit got the ill feel
Things get complicated when you climbin' up that big hill
Make it to the top but we gon' act like we been here
Too damn deep, so fuck a list I brought my bros in
Three blunts rolled, I face 'em all before I stroll in
Tic-tac-toe, knockin' you niggas off that border
Takin' control, I gotta say it's quite rewardin'
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Writer(s): Brandon Michael Perry
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