Testo Plastic People - Swiss
Testo della canzone Plastic People (Swiss), tratta dall'album The Intent (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
Uh, yeah
Yeah, Lava
Yeah, uh
Twist, mm
Look
Out here motherfuckers don't care
Please be careful who you speak to
Beware the ones you call your friends
Will be the first to eat you
Oh yeah, they talk behind your back
But they smile when they see you
They call you bruv, they call you cuz
I call them plastic people
Uh, kept my circle tight for a hot minute
No, you wouldn't know if you're not in it
Uh, too many bitches on the block
Friends turn like hands switching on the clock
Polo man stitching on your cloth
You're tryna flip something but they wishing that you flop
I don't give a damn if you're sitting in the box
If they know you make bread then them pigeons gonna flock
Be careful of them Instagram pictures that you crop
Them unfamiliar faces getting in your shot
Shit stirrers like to watch beef sitting in the pot
You know them dick riders stay sitting on your cock
You can never tell who's really gonna plot
'Cause even Judas helped put Jesus on the cross
A friend gained in the streets is a friend you gotta watch
Take a look at how the benefits weigh against the cost 'cause
Out here motherfuckers don't care
Please be careful who you speak to
Beware the ones you call your friends
Will be the first to eat you
Oh yeah, they talk behind your back
But they smile when they see you
They call you bruv, they call you cuz
I call them plastic people
Uh, look, you ever felt that feeling before
When the one you call friend ain't real anymore?
You see his name on your phone beep, you ignore
It's the type of friendship you don't need anymore
A chain's only as strong as its weakest link
Certain men you can't even let see you blink
It's the ones you sit at the table with to eat and drink
That pray for your downfall on some preacher ting
Amen, is there such thing as a good sin?
It's funny when you watch a pussy turn hoodlum
I didn't like when everybody turned Muslim
Everybody went Osama on their good friends
It went a little too far tryna shock man
All of a sudden I'm a kuffar 'cause you read a new book, fam
Perfect example now look at
On the weekend tryna rave with man
Like what's good, fam?
Out here motherfuckers don't care
Please be careful who you speak to
Beware the ones you call your friends
Will be the first to eat you
Oh yeah, they talk behind your back
But they smile when they see you
They call you bruv, they call you cuz
I call them plastic people
Uh, uh, uh, uh, look
Monkey face you had the nerve to bust a gun when that pussy said shoot
Put a bullet in my whip while I was driving it
We used to bunk school together, lunchtime I'm in
Couldn't believe when my brother said that guy was him
Night time in the street and my sight was dim
Smoking pipe with the pipe, tried to lie my kin
Had to laugh to myself, fuck it, mind the ting
Out here motherfuckers don't care
Please be careful who you speak to
Beware the ones you call your friends
Will be the first to eat you
Oh yeah, they talk behind your back
But they smile when they see you
They call you bruv, they call you cuz
I call them plastic people
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Errington Brydon, Wim Plug, Mark Kneppers, Oscar Jong De, Mark Brydon, Bobby Medcalf
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