paroles de chanson Powpowpow! - Zevi

Ay, yuh, yuh, yuh
Ay, ay, ay, yuh

Don't be running we're coming right at you
Smoke the site there's no one to back you
My bullets be leaving vacuums
Pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow

Don't be running we're coming right at you
Smoke the site there's no one to back you
My bullets be leaving vacuums
Pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow

Rush in rush in rush in
Peaking corners, put them in a spliff
We turn them into packs, I'm winning rounds, we're getting plenty hits

One tap
After one tap
I see limbs in the sky with all the fucking nades I'm throwing bitch

Killed 5 people I'm the-
Mental man with the mental ace
These bloodied hands will catch a case
I'm fucking sick I don't need do mace

Ugh man fuck this shit
It gets bloody when I'm hit
But I'll keep pushing I won't quit
You'll never see me with no kit

Don't fuck with me I'm really him
You know that I've been in the gym
Yes I look good in my trim
Player model looking slim (pow pow pow)

Pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow
Pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow
Pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow
Uagh

Rush in rush in rush in
Peaking corners, put them in a spliff
We turn them into packs, I'm winning rounds, we're getting plenty hits

Zevi where are you?
(Die, die, die, die)
(Fly, fly, fly, fly)

Pick one off and then die die die die
We're going up and we'll fly fly fly fly
Machine guns they don't lie lie lie lie
We'll kill you off and then, bye bye bye bye

This and that and this and than
Man I don't really give a fuck
You're running out of time, and man that sucks
You're running out of luck

You're always at the bottom
Then you wonder why I think you suck
And please don't fucking touch me
You are you and you're a fucking schmuck

Yeah yeah yeah
I like to party, hit up a shawty
Playing that Carti, getting a smarty

Getting some head in the bathroom
Fingered that bitch in the middle of the classroom (what?)
Pussy to tight it be feeling like a vacuum
Head so heavenly, send me to the backrooms

Send me away, send me away
Send me away back to Pakistan
Listening to your music makes me wish that you were fucking gone

Listening to your garbage
Makes me wish you weren't here no more
I'm listening to your shit
And it makes me vision you with all this gore

Oh me, oh my
No high five
I just really wish you'll fucking die

Die, die, die
Die, die, die, die

Lately I've been feeling like I'm off a percy
Twitching, screeching, feeling that I'm losing all my sanity
I'm praying just to someone
That could motherfucking show me mercy in this life
But when I look at you then all I see is inhumanity