John River - The Bastard of the North текст песни

Текст песни The Bastard of the North - John River



The flows hot, guess I needed a fan
Most niggas believe in God or believe in a man
Fucked your dog on it′s knees and its hands
That's your bitch, take your pitch and get it
Heaved in the stands, don′t believe in God?
Believe I'm the man, no contest and
You needed a hand, this is a test and
You needed to cram, I beat you to the top guess
I needn't of ran, well damn Daniel guess
You needed a van, this is LeBron when he was
Leaving the hand, told my mom all I need is a plan
You think Einstein needed a scan?
Or did he know, was is apparent, plus I′m godly in appearance
Been a genius since a baby boy I potty trained my parents
I′m the shit, I should buy pack of Huggies
Advice for new rappers? Quit, go back and study
I live my life by 3 rules, kill a nigga if he snuff me
A pig will never cuff me, and a bitch will never cut me too deep
I fuck the world until it comes to its feet, I been the guy
I want the pie and you'll die if you try to ever come for a piece
Better use some better judgement
Be happy I set the bar or else they′d measure you to nothing
The climb to the top thinking that I might slip
It's been a while since the city seen a talent like this
If ever, for now I have to master the sport
A little bastard on the way to being to King of the North
Hood niggas got clout, rich niggas got blessed
Good niggas got out, bitch niggas got pressed
Which niggas got debt? Trick question
We all do nigga shit, which niggas got next? They say it′s
All you nigga, the savior the truth, all the shit that they call you
Its on you nigga, you a diamond in the rough they'll try and pawn you
Or con you, so please don′t trip on the shit and the slits that
We fall through nigga, and they selling to the masses
Get some bitches smack some asses? Help my Mama pay her taxes
I'm conflicted, plus we financially restricted
Get rich and blow it all the mentalities encrypted when we're young
Like fucking bitches raw when we′re sprung
And pull on any nigga disrespecting where I′m from
Like I don't got a gun, nigga run when you see me
Lowkey, only emulating shit I see on TV
All that shit that they showed us, make a nigga wanna throw up
Gang signs that we throw up cause our poppas never showed up
No Popopvich to show us, you′re block ain't real its just so
Cops can make quota, the give you diabetes sell you
Pop or sell you soda, and hoping that you slip
And if you ever get a grip and if you pop and if you blow up
You got 24 cousins trying to ask you for a favour
Aunt Gina′s gonna die, what twenty tracks is going to save her?
Not quite nigga, guess I made it off of waivers
Not hype nigga, rap was looking for a savior
I'll bite nigga, just let me string up the torch
Dreams of blowing up the states and being King Of The North



Авторы: Matthew Derrick-huie


John River - The Bastard of the North
Альбом The Bastard of the North
дата релиза
16-11-2018




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