Zicasso - M.I.W.E.I paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson M.I.W.E.I - Zicasso



What's a king to a god what's a god to a king. The point of wings when you're trapped in A cage
Drink till the brink of death, sing till you're outta breath
Down to the depths. I'm beyond saving, I'll drive you peons crazy
I'm a zany maniac or a crazy brainiac
Go and play it back
I'm a zany maniac, I was lazy saying that
I'm just too busy slaying brats
If you can't catch up then take a couple laps and I'm wet like water like it's flowing from The tap
My rap's like a diamond you can see it like it's shining. It's rare like finding one on an Island
I'm the silver lining
It'll take an eternity of mining to find another me, so feel lucky you can listen for free
I'm sitting in all white seats, it's so bright like the whole thing bleached
I'm off the ground by a thousand feet
You look at me like it's the end. Don't pretend that I did not send this warning shot
She the type to fall from two xans, split this fucking game into halves
Everybody really wanna say that, uh
They don't a single fuck
It's a lie I'm a make em M.I.WEI
Begone bitch go MIA, all you fuckers are in my way (In my way)
So I don't really care if she the type to fall from two xans
I say what I want and I say what I mean and let me tell you I'm going for the green
I want cheese like mice and men I roll like dice and then I put my stakes up high
I want my cash thick like thighs, but that's beside the point
I want the recognition, using extremes call it nuclear fission when I put together raps like These
Stacked like pizza, I want a piece of the pie, give me a slice
I'm feeling myself, my mighty big balls don't fit in my britches
I'm burning my bridges
I got another alter ego just read the song title and this one's feeling real, real primal
In the air, I'm flying just like Michael
Bet you can feel it go down your spine, savor this like this is wine
All of this is falling in line. You could literally say this was designed
Compared to me you're all benign
One of a kind, a needle in the haystack, you're a honda I'm a Maybach
I can hear y'all talking behind my back
Stay back if you don't wanna feel my payback pray that you don't gotta pay it back
That's right, play that, hear me say that, I know you love the way that I lay that
She the type to fall from two xans, split this fucking game into halves
Everybody really wanna say that, uh
They don't a single fuck
It's a lie I'm a make em M.I.WEI
Begone bitch go MIA, all you fuckers are in my way (in my way)
So I don't really care if she the type to fall from two xans
I got the groove, I got the funk, a whole lotta spunk and I act like a punk
Honing my skills like a Shaolin monk, so take that shit and put it in the trunk
I killed this easy and you could say I beat it like breezy, fo-sheezy, I flow like Fiji
Defeating my foes left and right
What's right from wrong? I'm gone and you are where you belong
I feel like a true god, so the opposite of me you got no nuance
I been doing this so you could say that I flew on
I don't give a fuck your view on anything said, I only want my bread, I'm a rope you're a Thread
I sound dope and you sound dead
Hear me on a mic and feel all the dread when I hit you in the back of the head
Lyrically armed with a million pistols, my brain's working like six tons of pistons
You sound pissed well I'm just pissing I'm not even dissing just take a listen
I could hit you with a bunch of twisters
I'm so sick I'll screw your sisters, I'm mister stick my fist in your face
Finding me is like going on a wild goose chase, walking around with a bunch of loose Chains, and I'm dropping you faster than fucking loose change
She the type to fall from two xans, split this fucking game into halves
Everybody really wanna say that, uh
They don't a single fuck
It's a lie I'm a make em M.I.WEI
Begone bitch go MIA, all you fuckers are in my way (In my way)
So I don't really care if she the type to fall from two xans



Writer(s): Miles Zhao


Zicasso - M.I.W.E.I
Album M.I.W.E.I
date de sortie
22-09-2021




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