Testo PACK STEEL - WHO SHOT SCOTT
Testo della canzone PACK STEEL (WHO SHOT SCOTT), tratta dall'album PACK STEEL
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Get down, get down
Let's fuck it up, fuck it up
Look, I don't wanna pack steel
Give me anything for real, huh
Give me something else for real
Any, anything for real
'Cause my mind's so filled
With a lot of things for real, huh
Evil, evil things for real
I just wanna fucking chill
It's like I'm biting on the hardest candy
I swear these fucks never understand me
I cut my teeth up in the warzone, yeah
At 3AM I gotta escape my sanity
I got a motherfucking heart of candy
I know I'm tweaking but it's honest, yeah
I feel a little bit of torture's handy
It took a little bit of artist therapy
Hella motherfuckers tryna get me, tryna get me, get me
Pessimistic motherfuckers, I don't want you near me, near me
Get the fuck away from me 'fore I pull out the semi, semi
Shooters in my mind, I got plenty, I got many, many, damn
I know this paranoia get me, get me
Maybe I just need to sip a little bit of silly Yeti
I know that I'm tripping, I know that it's not a thing, thing
But I gotta kill it, but I gotta kill it, kill it
It reminds me of my soul
Fake enemies in my mind and it's just so lonely
On my own
Live by fist, four on five, but I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Distance ain't from a lie but it's not your fault
It's not your fault
Glitches exist in my mind and it's
Look, I don't wanna pack steel
Give me anything for real, huh
Give me something else for real
Any, anything for real
'Cause my mind's so filled
With a lot of things for real, huh
Evil, evil things for real
I just wanna fucking chill
Switched watch for the little wristwatch in this bitch
Tryna get it how I live it like a hostage and shit
This time I'ma really throw rocks in this bitch
Just to get a little, get a little, feel a little
Just to get a teeny little bit of stocks in this dip
Don't know why I'm even tripping over half of this shit
But I need an enemy or else I'm lost in this
I just need a him and me and I just can't be this bitch
It reminds me of my soul
Fake enemies in my mind and it's just so lonely
On my own
Live by fist, four on five, but I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Distance ain't from a lie but it's not your fault
It's not your fault
Glitches exist in my mind and it's
Look, I don't wanna pack steel
Give me anything for real, huh
Give me something else for real
Any, anything for real
'Cause my mind's so filled
With a lot of things for real, huh
Evil, evil things for real
I just wanna fucking
Look, I don't wanna pack steel
Give me anything for real, huh
Give me something else for real
Any, anything for real
'Cause my mind's so filled
With a lot of things for real, huh
Evil, evil things for real
I just wanna fucking chill
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Writer(s): Zaidoon Nasir
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