paroles de chanson Forgot How to Rap :( - Damien Styles

Imma have em running for they sanctuary
Never one to duck whenever things get scary
Okay we came from the gutter where they drop you for fun
Only hang with your brothers and go cop you a gun
Cause the same motherfuckers that you got be the ones
That′ll change undercover you get robbed for your funds
Give it up
I really have dedicated my life to this
Never seen a psychiatrist
All this crime that my irises
Captured have made for bangers
I'm back and flipping no gainers
To get it straight like retainers
So remember what my name is
When you self destruct
I′m out for bucks you know
Got the delta tucked
I dealt the drugs you smoke
Helter skelter bruh
Ain't skeptical I flow
With the message of
A blessed one who chose
To keep messing up
But bless the ones who rose
From the lesser ones
Who rest with guns to cope
With the essence of
A Wesson when it blows
What is next for us
Lord protecting us I hope
But shit if he ain't that we got us
I flex on my haters like fuck being modest
I went from them Hanes with the stains on my boxers
To ′sace my draws and my waste is designer
So recognize I got the game memorized like the back of my hand
I′m strapped with the cannon I tote it like Peter Pan
I'm a bandit panning for my gold my pendent they friend request is still pending
Cause I be with all my brothers from the beginning so quit it
And if you snitchin it′s quidditch how imma catch em
And kill that shit for you finish diminishing like a menacing so riddle me this the rhythm
I spit it at is a little too quick for you so just listen
The venom inside my quiver will benefit my delivery, ended my competition
And everybody who envy me they try to drain my energy
But I know what I'm finna be so fuck it level up I super sayian on my enemies
And dip off to the Phillipeans
Im taking over your brain
Going insane
Look what they do for fame
Take away from the pain
Hit to the brain
Wanna go out with a bang
Don′t wanna do it in vein
I'm finna change
Immana follow my aim
Nah I ain′t playing
Talking a lot you ain't
Really do all the you say
Immana body the lane
Then imma flame
Everybody who ain't
Gang
I diversify my music til they put me in the rock and roll hall of fame
Ain′t it funny how we came places where they gang bang
To move away and deal with the same thing
Ain′t shit change off top
Brand new face on the same old Guap
Damn he still rolling with that same old glock
Everybody asking when the fuck is Dame gon pop?
Bitch this year is my year. Facts
This here just my leer. jets
Face fears when that seal. Crack
I stay here with my peers. SLATT
Bitch
What y'all want me to keep going?