paroles de chanson Highass Punks - Yensek

Yensek rocks a microphone
Fuck your telephone, I ain't seeing shit
I ain't the one to follow, dope in my body ho'
Turned on airplane mode, I ain't flying bitch
I'm smoking at my crypt, the mood I have indefinite
Smoking till I ain't finished, packing a pipe just for you bitch

Take it as a gift, ash falling as I flick
I'm rolling, smoking, i ain't boutta quit
Backpack all equipped, thumb tacked whip
Gimme a board, Imma make it flip
Gimme a whiteboard, Imma show you art
Nothing is sure till u draw outline
Nothing is real when you say it out loud
U have to make it be
Acid in my vein baby, maybe I went crazy
Paint on my face melting. maybe I'm changing

Acid in my vein baby, maybe I went crazy
Paint on my face melting. maybe I'm changing
Days after days waiting, smoke it now I'm hazy
Made another album and then I went skating

These ho's be wondering what I'm about
I will not fuck around
Cutting to the chase and now these bitches hate
Hate turns in to jealousy, can't you see?
Try it from different perspective
Try it with different collective
I'm glad I founded
KZS

Yensek rocks a microphone
Fuck your telephone, I ain't seeing shit
I ain't the one to follow, dope in my body ho'
Turned on airplane mode, I ain't flying bitch
I'm smoking at my crypt, the mood I have indefinite
Smoking till I ain't finished, packing a pipe just for you bitch

And here comes the fun part
Laying on ground
Feeling like becoming one
Watching trees and clouds
Love boeing chilled out
When i close my eyes
I see triangles and stars
Triangles and stars
Other shapes moving around
Other shapes moving around
Grass is comfortable as fuck
It's comfortable as fuck
Everything is art
The trip is best of em all
It's best of em all
Another part watching clouds
They are coming together
Falling apart
Like everything in life
Like everything in life

Homes are leaved by us by moon
Meeting at the stadIum
People wonder how we look
They don't see us how we do

Time is goin' on and with it years comin'
Still doin' same and the beat will tell ya
We don't give a damn about the winners,
We never failure
Cuz we don't play their games
We're just makin' sesh with fellas
By time will come some trouble and a lil bit of anger
But we will never seperete cuz KZS FOREVER
We just waitin' for the signal from the hidden fellas
For leaving our home as the beat has tell ya
White punks first thought that u came up for
But u don't know the back story for being so
So stupid and frustrated because of my words
So whatever cuz I forgot what I said before

Home are leaved by us by moon
Meeting at the stadium VASSIL IONSEK
YENSEK rocks a microphone
Fuck your telephone, I ain't seeing shit
I ain't the one to follow, dope in my body ho'
Turned on airplane mode, I ain't flying bitch
I'm smoking at my crypt, the mood I have indefinite
Smoking till I ain't finished, packing a pipe just for you bitch

Homes are leaved by us by moon
Meeting at the stadIum
People wonder how we look
They don't see us how we do