Papa Sleep - Quarantine (feat. Na$tii & Depth Strida) paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Quarantine (feat. Na$tii & Depth Strida) - Papa Sleep



I got that cough so we set it up
Come to your block then I wet it up
Invite the virus inside of your home
Enter veins now you ape shit
Bad to the bone marrow
Black widow tap on your eyelids
Clip rip through your bitch catch her carcass on the floormat
I don't care where you been
I don't care what you seen
Mucus found on the scene
Xanax in the slammer slanging bodies out the cellar
Bet I find your skeleton hanging on the park bench
Car bent out of shape
Face down in the shit stain
Quarantine the whole trap spray the germs off the chain
Designer get stripped off the body pile
Bitches selling vaccines on the block I think I need it now
Nothing left now but a dead scene and a deadlock
Burnt bridges nowhere left to go homie gotta let go
Let go
Let go
Tell me when you let go
Let go
Homie gotta let go
Piss out the misery
Coke in my blood if it spill I go surfing
Get with the program or get labelled worthless
It's not a sickness just rot on the surface
Bio-machinery ticks like a clock
Chase it with lime now the gears met a rock
Invade the middle then go back and bomb all the chalk
I know the air leave you choking but think of the stock
Pinned like an animal, pathogen phoenix
Fuck with yo mental, restructure the helix
Believe in nothing get killed with the heathens
I know it's hard but you better not fight the adhesion
I know the lesion grows faster, increasing the fracture
With stress it reopens, no treating the cancer
Were hoping it sells
Can't hear the siren it's drowning itself
Doc made a promise these pills do me well
Doc made a promise that imma get right
What does he know?
Carried away by the night
I hear the silence it's grows
I'm at the end of the rope
I know that I gotta go
Gotta let go
Gotta let go
Peel off the surface that humans call skin
Im the disease theres no way you can win
Creep thru the city they buried me in
And father forgive me cause I commit sins
Bitch I strida walk right through your block
Ay fuck with me you get wet up
Ay they call me the devils blood
Cause I stomp humans to the ground
Ay im a virus
And you gon die from me
Okay, call me the medics
And they will run in fear
Contagious contagious
I think I caused a plague bitch
Contagious contagious
I think I caused a plague bitch



Writer(s): Stefan Markovic, Jacob Macdonald


Papa Sleep - Quarantine
Album Quarantine
date de sortie
06-03-2020




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