Downtown - East Coast paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson East Coast - Downtown



Back in '97 I was one and I was done
Had a cat named Whiskey and my father had a son
Jungle in the zoo with the pretty bright lights
The way I'm throwing uppercuts you'd a think it's fight night
Now they're saying what the fuck is he on? Is it hindsight?
I'm withered with these roaches and rodents and three blind mice
I'm in a knife fight with a nice life
I don't fly kites, I don't ride bikes
I barely even fuckin' talk but I listen good
And I think I should be the one you're callin' Downtown
Echoes of the faith and I hear 'em in surround sound
I got a wild sound I need to po- Fuck
All I needed was a spark to ignite this flame in me
In the beginning it was heart and the fight and I stayed winning
Now I'm treading in the water I'm starting to write pain in me
I get it baby you don't wanna talk anymore
My tears hit the ground as I walk out the door
I dropped to the floor I used to rock the Accord
Girl what happened? You used to be the one I adored
She said I can't take anymore
I know you got dreams I can't take anymore
When it rains then it pours
When it rains then it pours
Put my brains on the floor
Put my brains on the floor
When it ends and we die where do we go?
Fake love fake laughs you can keep those
Either way I'mma ride for my amigos
When I die bury me inside the East Coast
When I die bury me inside the East Coast
When I die bury me inside the East Coast
Fake love fake laughs you can keep those
When I die bury me inside the East Coast
East Coast, yeah
Ayo I put it on my soul I'm going down as the greatest
Cause I'm a Hall of Famer spitter they compare me to Namath
A verse that I ain't killed? I would dare 'em to name it
I ain't never complacent ain't a year that I wasted
I should buy 'em all a mirror just to stare at they faces
I ain't cocky bitch I'm vindicated these bitches hatin'
I killed the game it's been decaying
It's been decaying they bit my cadence
They bit my cadence, bitch
When it ends and we die where do we go?
Fake love fake laughs you can keep those
Either way I'mma ride for my amigos
When I die bury me inside the East Coast
When I die bury me inside the East Coast
When I die bury me inside the East Coast
Fake love fake laughs you can keep those
When I die bury me inside the East Coast
East Coast, yeah



Writer(s): William Leahy


Downtown - Circus
Album Circus
date de sortie
25-06-2021




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