paroles de chanson Ice Cold Blood - Rick

Get the Fuck out my-
Get the Fuck out my-
Get the Fuck out my way now
Motherfucker he's dead
Ice Cold Blood and his inside's red
With the pink scar tissue wrapped around some lead
I'm assuming that came from guns I'll check
There's a wallet in his ass pocket, No Cash
And I know this motherfucker packin' No cap
I'm assuming that he never happened to check all the corners
Of this intersection
I'm looking for Evidence
How do I save myself from this reality where I'm the revenant,
Obviously
I would never call 9-1-1 on purpose
Bleeding on the floor with an open wound hurts us
I don't expect you to know what the fuck's up
Anybody catches a glimpse we'd be locked up

Sun be, teri maa ki choot
Tu lamba upar se taangein choti
Tu nanga upar bhi pehna dhoti
Makaan maalik karta bakchodi
I'm mad paranoid I'll freak em off
I'm so devoid of this feeling of
This love they need I'm sealing off
The fucks I give, they're piling up
Subha ka sama, rent leke gaya main toh police ne kaha
"Tu paise leke bhaag raha hai"
Madarchod sunn aa, katputli hai tu aarakshan ka
Fayda na utha, Rajaneeti nahi hai lagti achi
Jitni baatein karta rehta hoon main stage pe
Chote chote bacche apne gote leke sek rahe
Social media influencer banna sabko desh mein
Socially hai media karti influence kalesh se
Baat baat pe hai ghussa aata
2-3 raaton se ek sannata
Tanhaee peecha karti hai
Aansuein inhe rang jaati hai
Vaadein, karta har dam
Mauj hai din mein toh raat khatam
Har dam, humdum, sar dard, chillum,
Rakh thand, sanam, wazan iss bhram mein
Iss bhram mein kyu jee rahe hain
Jaise paise zameen pe ugte hain
Baap se udhari maangi toh pocket lagta hai bhaari

Bitch! Hi, welcome to Earth
Motherfuckers down here sell real dirt
When I walked accross the borders I could look no other way
Every common recollection of my past seems fake
Things could be fine if I ever really tried but
The thought of putting effort into shit makes me cry
Real tears, this fear of abandonment
Makes me gag like a bitch in entaglements

Thought I was born in the arms of the lord almighty
But god done made these nights untidy
The fall makes the limbs hurt bad (They're frail)
Make em call every night that's sad (All day)
Get the fuck out my way now, every day's the same
Found a dead body and it called my name
Back pocket pe rakhte hatiyaar hum
Khud ko khud ki nafraton se ranga maine laal rang
Setting ki thi plug se ki dilwayega mujhe maal woh
Ghanti baji ghar ki shayad aagaya woh
Char Sau, Bees se hai fat ti meri gaand they'll sting me
Sale indimint ke chode ghar tu jaake Sting pee
Daring mat chudwa, tere fefde mein bhara dhua
Tere ghar mein paani aata moot se mere
Khudwa le kuaan, Bitch.