paroles de chanson Armed - Caden Swanigan

We gon' pull it up
We gon' act like we own it
We gon' shoot up the whole joint
We gon' freaking make our point
We gon' turn it up
We gon' burn it up
Tryna fight me?
Don't do it, yeah, you gon' learn it now
We gon' burn it to the ground
We gon' level it out
Yeah, I'm revelin' now
Ain't no tellin' what I'll do
Like be my parents' cash cow
Lyrics too lit now
We gon' dish it out
Lie when they say we about the same purpose

I am armed and I'm dangerous
Nobody playin' this
Tryna fight me, need some painkillers
And they go crazy, yuh
I make them knees quake like Albania
We hit your cranium
So hard that you gon' need vibranium
Or you'll go down like Lusitania

You stack the odds, think it's fifty-fifty
Punch you so hard, you doin' 360
We been really workin', you been barely stressin'
You been home alone like you frickin' Kevin
We bring the heat like it's more Kelvin
You be goin' woozy like it's Port Ellen
If I die, take you with me like I'm Lord Nelson

Oh, I'm sorry if I rained on your parade
I fuel the sport like Gatorade
I fuel the flames like Adelaide
I'd be sorry to do you like that
But I pick up the mic and I'm speakin' the facts
Better get the the fuck back
I'mma buck back
You can't duck that
Like that (Roof!)

Everybody always wanna be like me
Wanna see like me
Wanna know my tea
Wanna be in my team
Wanna make me scream
Ain't nobody ever wanna pay your fee
But ain't nobody ever wanna play, that's tea
I'm what every little boy wishin' they could be
'Cause you can't compete with anything that I ever do
Never be like you
Usin' subterfuge
Everybody always wanna be my friend
I'mma hit decline soon as you hit send
I'm the real deal, I ain't ever play pretend
Toppin' charts like Steel Wheels, see Big Ben?
Oh! I think I'm making dollas
Oh! I think I'm making bills
Oh! I think I'm coming in with that one shot
Two shot
Three shot steal (Oh!)

My words, they hurt your feeling
Yeah, my disses got you pissed
So let's take this to the streets
I'll introduce you to fist
You used to be so cool, but now you've fallen off the list
Call you a heavy hitter, 'cause you swung and then you missed

I am armed and I'm dangerous
Nobody playin' this
Tryna fight me, need some painkillers
And they go crazy, yuh
I make them knees quake like Albania
We hit your cranium
So hard that you gon' need vibranium
Or you'll go down like Lusitania

Writing poetry like I'm Emily
Punch you so hard, think I'm M. Ali
Finna be like Tracy Morgan, you should probably Cop Out
You finna be like Lazarbeam, 'cause yeah you gonna drop out
If you don't end up in the grave, then I'm just being generous
You should know I won't forget, I'm not Ellen DeGeneres
Tryna fight me will make you seem like such a degenerate
I mean, I'm almost as cold as this ice on my degene-wrist
I'm so fly, I'm Emirates
I'm the one they celebrate
If anybody gotta choose, they have me as their preference
Everybody laugh at you, 'cause you look like an alien
And they gon' put me in the A-group, you just miscellaneous
All these bars I'm spittin', they must fill you up with craziness, yuh