paroles de chanson Deacon Frost - Dereck Scott

Deacon Frost, what's the cost
Cost of life, 9 to 5
Barely woke, barely paid
Minimum wage, niggas lit
Niggas live, make me laugh
Bitch, I'm dead, still alive
What's a legend
What's Hero, to a God
Nigga nigga, What's a wave to sun
Level up, ligaments tin-dents and everything you cherish
It's burnt alive.
Pay respect with no respect
Ashes dive, back to earth
You disperse, when Scott arrives
I'm the target, still the marksman
Tell you why niggas shoot
Ricochet, off of me then you die
Analyze, visualize what I'm thinking,
Strategize, take a note
Double back, clarify
Execute, still, you die
Still ain't fair, bound to be
The fucking greatest there ever were
Bitch, I'm flame
Pardon me I caught a flare
Wonder why they wonder why I never lose
Bitch cause I'm a

Nightmares, bitch I'm in your nightmares
Fuck it, I don't play fair
Bitch I'm in your nightmares

Bitch, you wanna target me
Bitch I'm in your nightmares

A snitch gone snitch
A bitch gone bitch
A hoe ass nigga, gone be a hoe ass
And a real nigga gone take his bitch
A pimp gone pimp, a pimp get active
A pimp need slapping, a pimp need practice
A pimp saw a pimp met up
Came up with some pimped out tactics

The villain came with blood from the ceiling
And It tastes like cinnamon, your whole life's a cinema
You choose me as the sinner
Now I'm right here with some nike airs and a blade there

Bitch I'm in your nightmares