OBN Jay - The Letter paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson The Letter - OBN Jay



Now the cops are looking awkward cuz the cops are robbers
We used to play cops and robbers now we rob the coppers
Now the cops are lookin awkward cuz the cops are robbers
If the cops get the number then just block the caller
I call the shots call, call it off, this is not an offer
Sittin' on a throne in a dream state-of-mind
Dream dream dream dream state-of-mind
He's great no he's better wait he's paid to shine
Please take yo time take a number each wait in line
This is not an offer cop a pistol pistol poppin' off and off my rocker
Call the choppers off I'm awesome
Like the Loch Ness monster marchin' through the moss
And I just toss em in the garbage they ain't nothin but this Trash I'm castin' off
It's like I'm fishin' in the lake skippin' disc up in that bitch and they gon' listen
Cuz I'm great flippin' out and wishin' That don't miss em bitchin in the paint
I got em pissed that I don't know that we all end up in a grave
So don't Listen to get saved its like I'm sittin' on a throne in a dream state-of-mind
He's great no he's better wait he's paid to shine
Please take yo time take a number each
Wait in line peace to the sky peace to the sound and to the mic
We used to play cops and robbers now we rob the coppers
Now the cops are lookin awkward cuz the cops are robbers
If the cops get the number then just block the caller
I call the shots call, call it off, this is not an offer
I refuse to let you talk and let you move I pray to god
Pray to
Pray
Pray to god
I refuse to let you talk and let you move i pray to god
Pray to god
Pray
Pray to god
Whatchu got to offer why don't you
Open up ya locker grab a few let me cop em I could use another option other than Smokin' and poppin' let me Through man I'm walkin' out the blue gettin' toxic
I refuse to let you talk and let you move I pray to god that you find your way
Don't hide away or fade out with the Fog the final word and final say spoken all along
Ill try the verse if that don't work I guess I'm breakin' laws
Ghostly figures in my vision so its probably wrong
Stole a vision from a broad then it turned into a song
It's the wisdom of the wind as it passes never lost pessimistic kid with a tendency to Pass it off
We used to play cops and robbers now we rob the coppers
Now the cops are lookin awkward cuz the cops are robbers
If the cops get the number then just block the caller
I call the shots call, call it off, this is not an offer
Sick a waitin' start makin that throw up sound
Sick of waitin'
Sick sick sick of waitin'
Sick a waitin' start makin that throw up sound
Throw up sound
Throw throw up sound ugh
Whoa whoa hold up now, blarin' sirens right behind me
And they donut bound lost my mind waitin on the day
Its Found but I'm sick of waitin' start makin
That throw up sound ugh
There's no offer I can take that conquers what i create
From the depths of the cave go bonkers and elevate
Even when I'm kinda high I be out of outer space
Baby stroller full of dynamite blowing throw the gate
Fuck it I come through with urgency
To place words and lay verses perfectly
I will cause chaos with all courtesy
Convert these current flows into currency
We used to play cops and robbers now we rob the coppers
Now the cops are lookin awkward cuz the cops are robbers
If the cops get the number then just block the caller
I call the shots call, call it off, this is not an offer
Sittin' on a throne in a dream state-of-mind
I refuse to let you talk and let you move I pray to god
But I'm sick a waitin' start makin that throw up sound
Sick of waitin' start makin that throw up sound ugh



Writer(s): Jeremy Jones


OBN Jay - The Letter
Album The Letter
date de sortie
05-12-2020



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