Chris Raww - Mind Games paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Mind Games - Chris Raww



They like to put you in a choke hold
Break they jaw, came to take it all
They base is off, I'm pacin' Raww
Be chasin' dogs, fuck it I, replace em all
Let em wait till they integrate
If not, then fuck em, I made a plate
You better believe I won't break em off
Not a bone, not a scrap, this is life
Sun go down and the beast come out
Like a werewolf, catch an earful
They fearful, appears to be
That they're scared of C
They should be, could be
Hidin round the corner, I'm on a mission
Bitch, ended up missin' kid
If you really wanna fuck with this
Then up the stakes, maybe up the chunky
In my darkness is where the fun be
Fuck the monotony, they never got to me
This is my property, handle it properly
You just an opp to me, should be grateful
Fuck em all, this could be painful
Fire's lit, ain't no stoppin' me
Bet they regret it, they sweatin
And bettin' against the odds
That I'm in charge, and livin' large
While they try and beg and barter
There's no exchange, no more pain
The speech is mundane, the beast is untamed
And he's unchained, fuck your mind frame
And your petty shit, ignite the bridge
I ain't goin' back, anyways
Penny chasin', dollar loosin
Idiots, playin' mind games
Fuck em
I'm up late and I'm workin' hard
Catch me the paint, I'm deep in the game
All the way in, boy, balls deep
Talkin' to me like that's ballsy
Twisted cerebral palsy
Terrible calls, G, bad moves
Cause I won't lose like a chess game
Where's your vest man
I'm a explain some to ya, boo ya
got em shakin' in the boots, I'm breakin' it loose
Call the troops, you gon' need the backup
A one-man army, kamikaze
Odd like Ozzy, white Mozzy
You can slob me, but if you Rob me
You gon' probably need your mommy
Send you all the way up, blessed, see your grandma
Arm and hammer, they found your body in Alabama
Sweet home, be gone, peon, brother is WE ON
Rest of y'all can suck my dick
Big boys, we can truck em in
Fake hoes, I don't fuck with them
Make pesos while they cuffin' it
I break your bones like a covenant
I'm lovin' it, this ain't no Mickey D's
Rickety finicky rat
No sympathy hittin' this track
You pimpin' me like you was a Mac
But I ain't the one, I'm pimpin' you back
I'm off the rails, I'm off the rack
This is my music, this is my crack
Fuck you, dog, you made me snap, fuck em



Writer(s): Christopher Mann


Chris Raww - Mind Games
Album Mind Games
date de sortie
12-01-2024




Attention! N'hésitez pas à laisser des commentaires.