paroles de chanson 1-800 - Knellz
The
range
in
hip
hop
is
crazy
Really
gets
to
me
lately
They
Lil
Yatchy
I'm
lil
shotty
by
how
you
gauge
it
Damn
Same
story
I
just
flip
through
the
pages
One
sing-a-long
And
you
instantly
famous
Like
doing
time
behind
the
bars
You
know
I
put
the
days
in
Neglect
to
fertilize
the
beat
I
got
it
pushing
daisies
The
difference
is
I'm
anabolic
They're
animated
I'm
not
demonic
But
red
hot
Like
beatin'
Satan
On
any
given
day
at
any
game
we
could
be
playin'
And
I
be
losing
my
mind
That's
why
I
practice
patience
Who
am
I
slayin'
I
kill
this
shit
on
daily
basis
My
day
is
day
is
Make
an
album
worth
nominations
And
after
that
pull
out
more
whips
than
a
dominatrix
Everything
I
spit
volcanic
cause
it's
ground
breakin'
Every
time
I
drop
a
16
It
leave
the
house
shakin'
When
I
do
a
show
shit,
even
my
haters
thank
me
You
won't
ever
hear
a
song
And
be
like
"this
is
wack"
I
make
rappers
do
it
like
they
booked
a
room
and
pack
their
bags
And
that's
a
fact
I
can
give
you
lyrics
Or
give
you
that
trap
You
done
heard
it
all?
Man
I
haven't
even
got
it
started
And
theground
should
illuminate
when
I
park
on
it
When
I
start
going
You
can't
find
the
fuckin'
pause
button
This
is
narcotics
These
are
dark
forces
I
took
her
Aldo's
But
she
said
she
want
red
bottoms
Hell
nah
I
flexed
once
at
Nobo
And
when
we
got
back
into
the
town
I
couldn't
even
hit
up
Whole
Foods
To
anyone
who
says
i'm
local
Man
the
jokes
on
you
Cause
they
don't
even
fuck
with
me
here
dude
But
I'm
cool
with
it
Take
'em
all
back
to
school
with
it
Get
your
book
bag
Lunch
money
And
a
new
image
This
is
boot
camp
and
you're
looking
at
the
lieutenant
Knellz
is
in
the
house
I'm
like
I'm
a
new
tenant
Wait,
what?
Okay
let
me
get
back
into
this
quick
I
didn't
drive
into
the
game
I
backed
up
into
this
bitch
Broke
the
tail
light
Bent
the
fender
And
walked
out
with
a
limp
I'm
from
Rhode
Island
Only
right
that
I
been
sailing
the
ship
You
talk
about
me
on
your
keyboard
but
it
never
clicked
I'm
lyrically
fit
No
wonder
why
I'm
runnin'
this
shit
And
if
you
think
I'm
not
I'm
sorry
but
you
dumber
than
bricks
I
knock
it
out
the
park
you
would
think
I
played
for
the
Mets
Nah
I
never
held
a
gun
or
nothing
I
don't
do
the
murder
thing
But
every
verse
I
spit
is
like
a
clip
into
your
vertebrae
What
you
mean
Are
you
fuckin'
deaf?
You
ain't
heard
of
me?
I
step
into
the
studio
and
turn
it
to
a
murder
scene
They
be
stealing
everything
from
me
It's
a
burglary
911
pickin'
up
the
phone
what's
your
emergency
But
I
stay
in
the
cut
I'm
like
a
doctor
doing
surgery
The
goat,
I'm
an
animal
So
that's
how
they
refer
to
me
Plead
no
innocence
Since
a
little
kid
I
been
killin'
shit
But
when
it
came
to
rap
I'm
doing
chemistry
Feelin'
like
a
rap
god
I,
I
need
a
ministry
I'll
give
you
some
minutes
to
think
of
how
you
gon'
get
at
me
But
literally
I
wrote
this
shit
inside
a
fucking
bakery
A
coffee
shop,
I
sip
my
coffee
hot
and
eat
a
pastry
I'm
casual
as
fuck
I
kick
my
feet
when
I
do
this
Like
I
got
it
on
keys
homie
I
could
never
lose
it
I
sip
liquor
till
I'm
faded
and
get
twisted
like
a
Rubiks
If
they
talkin'
down
on
me
play
this
shit
so
they
can
prove
it
That's
a
fact
I
ain't
grow
up
in
a
fucking
culdesac
You
should
really
study
up
on
information
that
you
lack
If
you
need
a
demonstration
put
your
name
into
the
hat
I
pull
up
and
pull
it
out
and
put
your
whole
team
on
they
back
Woah
I
ain't
talkin'
just
to
talk
I'm
not
a
chatterbox
Call
1-800
fuck
yourself
if
you
think
we
can
talk
it
out
Knellz
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