paroles de chanson Roll With the Punches - Vizual IV

I roll with the punches
All you mothafuckas keep taking lunches
Keep rounding em' all up by the bunches
Suck my dick asshole
You can love this
Preach until your audiences hear you
Keep going with the lies
Until your audiences fear you
Though there may be people that
Seem like they wanna take your crown
Just step on everybody till they're
Dust upon the ground
Some people call you a modern day Hitler
Some people call you a walkin' talkin' zipper
Just grab em' by the pussy maybe
Give a little pinch
But no one seems to care as long as
They still got the inches
Keep pushin' up that hill
Never back down cause
You found ink and a quill
In case you didn't know
This is my military drill and
I'm here to feed the fat cats a
Suicide pill

What you know about me
You ain't lived my life
Got a few rhymes in my back pocket
Words so clean they cut like a knife
Watch me light up like a rocket

(Row your boat)

Everybody hates Trump
But no one hates the fucking dump we grew up in
They be shittin' on the enterprise that they
Livin' off of
Tell me somethin' mothafucka
Do you understand me
The industry IS a clusterfuck
but you can't bring me down
To the ground bitch please
I was freed
Now my life's a landrover
Treading through all the green
I'm tired of seeing people fighting all around me
Perhaps the veil will come off with a
Little poetry
Set to a beat so fire
It ignites my soul
Yeah ignites a flow that's so sick
You don't know what I'm saying
But you still get the message
A little subconscious flavor for the mass percentage
In a world that God blessed but
We relish in stress
And all the hatred progressed towards
Anyone in a dress
If I were to take a guess I'd say
We're headed towards the end and
It's a mighty sad road to walk alone my friend
Civilizations rise and fall at
The drop of a hammer
And most of them fall
Tryna' rise above the standard
And anyone tryin' to fight will
End up getting slandered
But most of the time
They end up caught up in the glamour
And anyone tryin' to fight will end up getting slandered
But most of the time, they end up caught up in the glamour
And that's how the industry works for the galant
Who enter in thinkin' that it's all about the talent
You can thrive you can dive
You can work you can twerk it
Bang you got the bling
Even though you don't deserve it
But karma's a bitch
And it makes me itch
And all this info in my head is making
My eye twitch

So I open up that bag
Roll it up toke it up choke it up
Roll it up smoke it up toke it up choke it up
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Roll it up smoke it up toke it up choke it up
Roll it up smoke it up toke it up choke it up
Roll it up smoke it up toke it up choke it up