Alvin G - NFL текст песни

Текст песни NFL - Alvin G

Disaster

I need to see a pastor

Troy

Going through all this Helen

Horsing around

Heavens door

On my knees til I'm stiff

Rigor mortis

Clinton Portis

The blood of Jesus

Over my body

I look like DMX

I got red skin

It's fourth and inches and

Father I stretch my hands

Break the chains

Set me free

I won't touchdown

Until I break the plane

She say we soulmates

But ion fly spirit

I got her out her shell

Then tip toed near it

She so curious

But if I told theh harsh truth

She wouldn't wanna hear it

But she's coherent

If i put on my sugar coat

Icebox where my

Whew

Chest so cold

As she reach for my belt buckle

She say

Boy I'm finna take yo soul

I say

Baby it's been sold

To the highest bidder

Accepting all currency

Like the Hot Spitta

Hospital

I get sick everytime

Real love oblige near me

If love is in the air

I hold my breath

Til my face turn purple

I'm Ceeley

You say you love me

I think it must be Kap

I'm kneeling

It's a protest

If love is a game

I'm in the NFL

Never felt love

Waiting to exhale

Shit my ex hell

She put her her finger to my lips

And said

It's demon time

She couldn't wait for us to meet

She been fiending mine

Sweet as devil's cake

Ima eat you alive

Kiss everywhere

From your feet to your thighs

But when I give you this d

It will be your demise

In a bed of trauma

And sheets full of lies

She rubbing these black balls

I can't keep me a jawn

All she need is TLC

But I'm creeping along

Let's see if I get a call

When the season start