paroles de chanson Phantom Breath - BertieBanz

Motherfuckers shouldn't talk like this shit, bruh
They wanna walk like this
They wanna fuckin' that double b shit
Center block, yuh
Aye, aye, aye, aye

Okay I'm past gone
Soulless, yeah
Cold wrist
Red fate
No play, I took the long way
Gray dawn roster
Cook that boy like pasta
Swerve off in my tonka
Leave 'em fuckin' cross eyed
I don't wanna live this way but I was
Raised up in the microwave, I got
Burn marks that I hideaway and now I
Feel the heat from a mile away I'm headin' downwards
I spiral, black vacuums they rise in my eyeballs
I might go full mask with michael and
Record scratch you like vinyl
Yeah I spit on motherfuckers when they try to limitate
My energy when I be operating at a higher rate
I grab the pin up out the frag and then I feed it to the snakes
The holy water couldn't even save you from this falling grace, yeah
Grab my shoes, take a walk
Let's just see how far he goes
Two steps down, now he dead
Check his pockets for that bread

Nah he ain't got shit
Yeah
Got a red dot ready for your head, you better

Duck when I pull up, yuh
Duck when I pull up, aye
Duck when I pull up, aye
Duck when I pull up, yuh
Duck
Duck, aye
Duck, duck, duck, yuh
Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, okay I've
Been that motherfucker since I hopped out the womb
Spawning modern fables with the way that I seek doom
Wiping off my lens to see the writing on the wall, huh
Bloodstains spell my name and say I don't belong, bitch I've
Been independent with syllables fillin' me givin' me
Cheddar and better medicine, ridin' without an etiquette
Swervin' the line of heaven sent, pullin' up at the funeral
Shoot 'em all kick 'em back and then add 'em in roman numerals
Bitch it's fuckin' BertieBanz
Please come test these hands
I don't want no friends
I just want my bands