paroles de chanson Hands High - samarchy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, (ah ah)
My mind is a mile ahead
Fuck you mean I can't wear my height in hair
Put your hands up high 'fore the cops shoot you dead
Like bow, bow, bow, uh uh
My mind is a mile ahead
Fuck you mean I can't wear my height in hair
Put your hands up high 'fore the cops shoot you dead
Like bow, bow bow, bow bow
Tell me what is going down
Since the last we heard of them demons (yeah)
Control your options, proceed with caution
They told me "Sam it's not your time, quit talkin'"
Wait, hold on, that ain't right for me
Coz i'm tryna be that person, tryna get all y'all through
With the same day delivery, driving red lights with my crew
Credit balance only going a way that's breaking through the roof (woo)
Giving some clues for you, better get loose for her
No, I don't, want your pity
Attention seeking, all lover's grieving (ha, ha, ha, ha)
On some Candace bullshit, y'all won't believe me
Take my time, to get away from y'all (yah)
Like ohhh, oh, oh, uh, ohh, ah, oh, oh oh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My mind is a mile ahead
Fuck you mean I can't wear my height in hair
Put your hands up high 'fore the cops shoot you dead
Like bow, bow, bow, uh uh
My mind is a mile ahead (ah, yeah)
Fuck you mean I can't wear my height in hair
Put your hands up high 'fore the cops shoot you dead
Like bow, bow bow, bow bow, uh
Yeah, it's not flowing like centipedes (uh)
Jerusalem centre, my god would care to see
Step above me, that second booster backseat
Talking so loud, quiet down your motherfucking vocals (woo)
This dude up on the street told me hell's above us
Left it outside, a cold sign
A warning in a dress at the wrong time (ha)
You'll never be impressed by my gold smile
Ohh, oh ohh oh oh oh ohh, ohhhh, uh, aah ohh, ohh
Aahh, ahh, ah, ahh ah, yeah ah, ah, ah, oh
Still, (nah) I don't know how to feel about it
Either way we are still going
Keep the steam rolling
And then I try to find you
But you're still lazy
How?
I don't know no more
My mind is a mile ahead
Fuck you mean I can't wear my height in hair
Put your hands up high 'fore the cops shoot you dead
Like bow, bow, bow, uh uh
My mind is a mile ahead
Fuck you mean I can't wear my height in hair
Put your hands up high 'fore the cops shoot you dead
Like bow, bow bow, bow
They just shot you down

They just shot you down
Brrraah, ba, ba, ba, (woo)
They just shot you down, get out
My mind is a mile ahead (ooh)
Fuck you mean I can't wear my height in hair
Put your hands up high 'fore the cops shoot you down like
Bow, bow, bow, grrrah, ha
Woo, aaeh, ah, oh shit
Gotta shoot you down
Yeah, yeah, (woo) yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, East-side yeah (ah, ah, ah, ah)