Текст песни Amen - Kalab King

Who wants me to engrave their names on a tombstone
Hope you got shoes on
Cause Imma give you a run for your money bitch
And I don't really give a fuck who your coming with
You don't want me to throw my hat in the race
I've battled some things
I don't know if I can actually detach from the rage
I be up in this bitch going at it for days
Boy I'm too clean Cascade
Blood ain't made of straw so at least I got a brain
Cept' my body's all bronze
So I know I've got a heart
But I think that part of me's still trapped in a cage
Wait
On the precipice
But I don't know what direction I'm headed in
But if I see you bitches while I'm on the prowl
Then best believe your about to be breakfast
But the hunger's just been a prerequisite
To the need to satisfy my selfishness
I'm bleeding these beats completely
No sleeping on me I only make this look easy
I'm on God mode
Yo I evolved like a long ass time ago
I'm just a monster
I'm going indominus
When I drop this shit
Geronimo
Imma go beast mode
Fuck you looking at me for
I know you've never seen a dude this primo'
Got the new clothes
I ain't even sell my soul
But I did do a couple thing's they probably deemed illegal
And yet I still come correct
But the bars got no limit like I used a cheat code
In a sec I'll have that ass so wet
You gon' swear to God that it was the year of El Nino'
I know I'm cold but I tried being peaceful
Every time I drop it's like twenty three below
I ain't spending my life working at no depot
When I know I'm not just an average gringo
You don't even see the smoke
But I know that everything I do is straight heat though
Ya'll be throwing shade like I'm under a gazebo
But you ain't really even fucking with me so

Going to fast slow it down
Might need new brakepads
All I ever seem to do is take a chance
Like me and the devil still shake hands
Ya'll tripping if you think that Imma play dead
I've been steady trying to work on my patience
Out for the prey
Let me go ahead and say grace
Lord thank you for this plate
Aye amen
Going to fast slow it down
Might need new brakepads
All I ever seem to do is take a chance
Like me and the devil still shake hands
Ya'll tripping if you think that Imma play dead
I've been steady trying to work on my patience
Out for the prey
Let me go ahead and say grace
Lord thank you for this plate
Aye amen

Woah bitch
What you think I wasn't gonna notice you were smoking
Life's all about them numbers like we're playing goldfish
Either that blackjack or texas hold em'
Feels like all I exhale is sulfur
Probably cause all I really inhale is yoda
All I spit is venom like I'm an egyptian cobra
You might want to keep your distance
You don't need to come no closer cause I'm spazzing
God dammit
I ain't trying to bring you magic
I'm here to throw a tantrum
Keep a roll of plastic with me
In case I need to catch a body
Otherwise I'm riding shotty with your bitch up in my lap chilling
Tried to tell you I'm a villain
Trust me you don't want to see the fucking weapon I'm concealing
I reveal this shit and it's gon' be apocalyptic in this bitch
So you might wanna go ahead and grab your kids quick
Cause I feel sadistic
I don't think you want to get fucked or fisted
My tongue's relentless
Prolly cause I'm pissed off cause I'm still living so underprivileged
I'm done pretending
That anything less than a life of riches is what I deserve
Don't sleep
You don't even wanna count sheep
Every beat I get on I'm leaving murdered
So sorry if I lack the concern that you need not to feel insecure
But I'm kind of short on time since I'm having to comply
With the need to satisfy my hunger and thirst
And I've been fighting for a minute
Kind of with no benefit
Looked into the sky just to find out that it's limited
Seems like people only want to contribute to your hinderance
I ain't getting played like no instrument
Think again
I'm focused like I took a script of Ritalin
Maybe one day I might even fucking feel again
Not that I'm the type to even try to count chickens
Before I go ahead and start grilling em'
Get some
Either that or you can get fucked
Yo I don't think I've ever been the type to give up
You can get touched cut stuck or just run
I'm on a mission trying to redefine my ambition

Going too fast slow it down
Might need new brakepads
All I ever seem to do is take a chance
Like me and the devil still shake hands
Ya'll tripping if you think that Imma play dead
I've been steady trying to work on my patience
Out for the prey
Let me go ahead and say grace
Lord thank you for this plate
Aye amen
Going to fast slow it down
Might need new brakepads
All I ever seem to do is take a chance
Like me and the devil still shake hands
Ya'll tripping if you think that Imma play dead
I've been steady trying to work on my patience
Out for the prey
Let me go ahead and say grace
Lord thank you for this plate
Aye amen