Testo Venting - Jonah
Testo della canzone Venting (Jonah), tratta dall'album The Life of Cozy
God will be my witness
I became a victim
The moment that I let you in, I thought that it was instant
Never thought that you was just a trick up in the system
Now I'm getting wicked, my mentality is vicious
When I'm writing I just spill it, every sentence is a feeling
I spit it cause the prisons want me down as a statistic
The only stat that I'll be on is who became the sickest
Climbing through the window leave it open like a wicket
Cause Im with the homies, and you know we gotta get it
Know we got a kick it, All the flows I spit acidic
And all a nigga got is pen and pad to do the venting
Imma cook it up, with all the verses that I lay
Searching through my mind, I got some shit you could relate
Tell me how we hate, on the people that create
All the places the that we stay
Stressing on a day to day
The immigrants is innocent, but they ain't got no witnesses,
But they getting finished with the buildings we do business in
Think about waking up in the morning
With your pops, in a box, finna get deported
So you can't really, what is important
I'm just trynna show my niggas how to get more and
Get foreigns
I ain't really tripping if you snoring
I'm more than
A tourist
I hope you don't get shit distorted
Like Forrest
Hate and I'll give you a tax, and a notice
I'm flowing
I'm rolling the flow is so potent
I think you should know this
I spit in the motion, I think that I'm ghosted
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Writer(s): Jonah Burel
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