paroles de chanson Decimal - T.y The Truth feat. J-R3d

Hey
Like we hit the loft
Hey
When we running low
Motherfucker wanna play on that side and take your ball
Ball
Motherfucker wanna play, run outside and break some laws
Laws
Motherfucker wanna play on that side, go take your ball
Ball
Motherfucker hating on that side and that's their loss
Loss, said
Motherfucker wanna play outside, try and take your ball
Ball
Motherfucker wanna run outside, go and break some laws
Laws
Motherfucker wanna play on that side, go take your ball
Ball
Motherfucker hating on that side, that's all their loss
Loss

No other nigga will dictate which way this brain fixate
I could cause big pain
Six ways over six states
Me and personalities lookin like the six pains
When I'm in the booth it's impossible to miss aim
I be spazzing off the page even writing on the seam
I could play the good or bad I'll let you pick the theme
Y'all really make me laugh swear these niggas from a meme
I stay moving past doing shit behind the scenes
Every track a hit when I punch in
Black the fuck out like make up on a grunge kid
Bars are my lunch bitch you know I get em' done quick
Hun sit this my turn to run shit I just had dunkin'
Aye
I be going hard i forget to take a break
I live in the gym nigga all I do is train
Working in the dark I don't see the light of day
Known from the start i could do anything
When I'm court it's unfair to play
Y'all not on my level get the fuck out the way

Motherfucker wanna play on that side and take your ball
Ball
Motherfucker wanna play, run outside and break some laws
Laws
Motherfucker wanna play on that side, go take your ball
Ball
Motherfucker hating on that side and that's their loss
Loss, said
Motherfucker wanna play outside, try and take your ball
Ball
Motherfucker wanna run outside, go and break some laws
Laws
Motherfucker wanna play on that side, go take your ball
Ball
Motherfucker hating on that side, that's all their loss
Loss

Erase you like a fucking loss
Go place you back in paradox
You been on my fucking nerve
Got me exhausted
Damn, so absurd
That decimal can cure your hurt so we go back at that first
No rap arounds
No hand outs and all your lows have been shown
No fighting your demons, to me they the stalkers
The naggers and talkers
The over achievers
Little drop out or graduated don't matter to me
What matters your attitude keep it on beat
Fuck who is me?
Fuck who is we?
Did y'all ever meet?
I'm sorry to say
Y'all all in my way, got too many people in my motherfucking face
About to spazz on that decimal
Make out the pay
This the hold up, plot twist
Y'all awake?