paroles de chanson Trunk Filthy - Mondo the Moonrock

I thought I told you, I live by my own rules
Trunk filthy so I'm friendly at the tollbooth
I thought I told you, Moony movin' old school
So talkin' reckless on the phone what I won't do
I thought I told you, I live by my own rules
Trunk filthy so I'm friendly at the tollbooth
I thought I told you, Moony movin' old school
So talkin' reckless on the phone what I won't do

I live by a code that no longer exist
Bows strong as my wrist
Old scars from my friendships
Loose cannon, could go off with the quickness
But I'm still composed, I'm like Mozart in this bitch
Plug in the Bay like the '49ers, 51 my area
I walk on wires 'cuz these weirdos probably wearin' one
I put caviar on the tray, I'm like a caterer
Most flagrant, most hated, ain't really a debate or nun'
So-called holy ones say it's gone be a day when Satan come
That's how I can tell that you not alert
Off the talkin' shit, you gettin' on my nerves
I'm plottin' hard trying to get around the stop & search
Bitch nails in my back, might draw blood but she not a nurse
I'm walkin' awkward, I got knots up in my pockets
Turn the faucet let the water run, while we talk about all we done
Don't know when the fuck the last time I said sorry was
My dollars up so they lookin' shocked like McCauley Culkin
Shit-eatin' smug grin, standing by the cauldron
& My soda spiked like a volleybal
Think I'm fallin' in love, 'cuz she down to fuck with an audience

I thought I told you, I live by my own rules
Trunk filthy so I'm friendly at the tollbooth
I thought I told you, Moony movin' old school
So talkin' reckless on the phone what I won't do
I thought I told you, I live by my own rules
Trunk filthy so I'm friendly at the tollbooth
I thought I told you, Moony movin' old school
So talkin' reckless on the phone what I won't do