Текст песни Threat 2 Society - Knucks , Brice Wilson

Uh-huh
Yo

Is it hiding or a hiatus?
Fork and a knife, I had the pie waiting
Got trust in my akhs, kinda like Jason
Road ties, I know some low lives in high places
I'm a Nige baby, Mum and Daddy migrated
Now with the movers and the shakers, man are vibrating
So they can't even diss like us if they tried hating
You riding with the best man like Sanaa Lathan
So many want a name, so many try make it
So many did the patient ting until they died waiting
The game will teach you how to spit and how to eye greatness
But now this pupil gettin' bigger like I'm dilated

Dreamin' 'bout a house out in Venice
Show the same dream to all my ounce selling gennas
Making dirty money for a pouch and Margielas
On an outing for miles, I'm around filthy fellas
But I'm more like the poet, safe to say I rap more
True you don't know him, but maybe have his back more
When we make mistakes, we lose our pages and our platform
Still waiting for some news on Katie I can clap for
Take it through the back door, put it in the four door
Defend it like the back four, stash it in the floorboards
Ex is sending texts like "I think that you should call more"
She'll do anything just for the ring like she from Mordor

But my time precious and my mind precious
Add it up then minus it, but I'm digressing
Kelly nearly had me rolling in some dilemmas
Went to link her out South, outside her house was five breddas

But why am I stressing?
Destiny's child drowning in divine blessing
Learnt from my lessons
Hit the iMessage, "I'm outside of the crib"
While these man out here are wylin' how they vibe to my shit

That was it
You love how it's done