Testo Nostromo - Tommy Cash
Testo della canzone Nostromo (Tommy Cash), tratta dall'album HIGH FASHION - EP
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Who gave you the mic, oho
Who gave you the mic, oho
Who gave you the mic, oho (Yeah)
Who gave you the mic (Yeah)
No one tells me to sit
I don't keep quiet, I spit
When I'm fat, I feel fit
Work hard, don't cheat
Independent, no shit
Man's so legit
I need lube cuz I get fucked everyday
By a thing called life, not a cutie from an anime
I used to spit at my work in his lemonade
Now at least I masturbate and cum on this 808
Smart thing is to do nothing at all
Cuz if you didn't fail, then it means you pro
The least you know is better
Like my dick and balls just stay together
Oh, you so cute, you just want everyone to love you
But I'm glad that you have only 3 views on your music video
I know a bitch when I see one
One who hates that me won
What you trying to become
Is he finished or is he done (La-la-la-la)
I fucked your girl and there's nothing you can do about it (La-la-la-la)
God gave you life, but how you living without it (La-la-la-la)
Light to the flies, how they collect around me (La-la-la-la)
Smoke till the filter, it's never been about me (Brrr)
I just bought my first kilo
Making angels in the snow
Still taking the metro
Saving money with my bros
Fuck Adidas over Nike, who gave you a mic
Subscribe, follow, swallow
Going up like Apollo
You said my jokes tongue-in-cheek, no one laughing now
Maybe you are a circus freak, that's why you digging the clown
I'll never put you down, I'm just messing around
There were times I almost quit after a couple breakdowns
Had some bodies in my locker when I used to live with fiends
Been a crazy little fucker, changing up scenes
Suckers playing soccer, blokes never took me in a team
My blood was never clean, so weren't my dreams
Everyone who thought I'm weird then now wish to be me
Did graffiti and some hustle, but I never was a G
They thought I'd be the loser, now I stunt with wins
Jesus Christ, we just were kids
I know a, I know a, I know a
I know a bitch when I see one
One who hates that me won
What you trying to become
Is he finished or is he done, la-la-la-la
Ole, la-la-la-la
(Ole), la-la-la-la
Ole, la-la-la-la
(Ole, ha, ha)
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