Testo Let Me Out - Blackway feat. E.L
Testo della canzone Let Me Out (Blackway feat. E.L), tratta dall'album New Yhana 2
I was weak (aaarh aarh)
Demons love my body in the street (aaarh aarh)
Walking way and talk to she was sweet
Angels came down to me in my sleep
Just to let me off the leash
Free the beast, let me out
Took some henny shot it got me hard
When I look at you I see your half
Well low Bray get you dark
Free the beast, let me out
Yeah, yeah!!
I made the big hommies my sons and now they don't wanna to endorse me
I guess I got too much troubles in and under the copsy
My enemies think my absence means a loss,
Please, if I run away and then I was looking for a woman I had who speak fossy
But if you let them talk about the dirts I have been duckin' from us
Love, I've been keeping to myself like one and enough
Ima also comfortable for after two-two nigga one and enough
I've been knockdown on the field
Nigga they say no two and a touch, ditch
Fuck my whole person no time for that
My first person was a man your main
But look at my second pic boy I was for this, it got me feelin' like diamond ring
Used to be stuck in a box of aggression
Mistake and mistake and dem stop me from stress
Got ma heart broken so much I just wanted to put some repos to watch all my exes
Now I'm back in my shit
Got a black, I was down
I feel trap even Kanye told me I was wack
Imagine you idol not being impressed
Took out that lump off my chest
Lost my deal went back in the field
Found my soul and got it back
I was weak (aaarh aarh)
Demons love my body in the street (aaarh aarh)
Walking way and talk to she was sweet (aaarh aarh)
Angels came down to me in my sleep
Just to let me off the leash
Free the beast, let me out
Took some henny shot it got me hard
When I look at you I see your half
Well low Bray get you dark
Free the beast, let me out (aaarh aarh)
One thing I can't stand more than back stabbers as whack rappers,
I ain't got no problem just good vibes and bad habits
Your girl boss my number from your phone that's my ratchet
But my girl likes your girl and so
That's our girl and that's fantastic
Don't let me come draw the line between high fasters and dramatics
We be dem kiddies wey dem high school time we no like classes
But we don for that mathematics
Rap bars can't stand it
When they ask what we dey do we say professional rap tactics
Over reaction is my reaction
One beef get a hand sandwich
Beating me is a Slay Queen who never know what a snap chat is
No cap no cap let me always get the bag like back packers
Trust me Charlie, you don't want no smoke like asthmatic
Black waders, rap savage
EL that's rap madness
Combine that's black magic
You know what the hashtag is
All our practices malpractice
I will round up in the mass snatching
Gone it down with the packing matches
Take a piss in the damn ashes
I was weak (aaarh aarh)
Demons love my body in the street (aaarh aarh)
Walking way and talk to she was sweet (aaarh aarh)
Angels came down to me in my sleep
Just to let me off the leash
Free the beast, let me out
Took some henny shot it got me hard
When I look at you I see your half
Well low Bray get you dark
Free the beast, let me out (aaarh)
Let me out
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Writer(s): Kevin Duane Essett Ii
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