Текст песни Jon Bellion 4 Prez - J57
"I
layer
the
shit
out
of
my
drums,
man.
I've
got,
like,
Tons
of
kits
that
I've
created.
I
mess
with
whatever
I
can,
You
know?
I'll
make
a
beat
out
of
anything
I
have
to
honestly."
Two
crowns
and
a
gold
cup
And
they're
coming
for
the
throne,
love
But
if
your
heart
is
a
dog
fight
Then
I'm
ready
to
go
to
war
like
Been
a
war,
been
afraid
Now
I'm
caught
in
a
daze
Miss
my
cousins
getting
older
Been
on
tour
far
away
Just
focus
on
your
vision
Don't
you
let
them
tell
you
different
The
whole
world
gon'
see
you're
gifted
You'll
blow
up
any
day
now
Can't
remember
the
last
time
that
I
felt
normal
R.I.P.
ports
Wish
there
was
a
fucking
portal
Just
to
see
him
one
last
time
Damn,
I
might
be
out
my
damn
mind
Jumping
on
these
land
mines
Death
before
not
making
music,
that
decision's
final
[?]
vinyl
Brown
bag,
we
some
drunken
[?]
Every
track
I
make's
a
monster
like
Jon
Bellion
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