Kalab King - Aye Bitch текст песни

Текст песни Aye Bitch - Kalab King




I bet you never thought
That I would make it
Well surprise bitch
I bet that's a real sore
For your iris
I don't like it
But I don't deny that
I akin my likeness to a virus
Hepatitis
Since I'm out here shittin'
On all you bitches tonight
Yo I'm a lion with a need for violence
Was a sleepin' giant
Now I'm just a breed of titan
Hope your not a pirate
Some consider me to be Poseidon
Got ya' girl soaked
Just enough to deep throat
So I don't have listen to her
Suggest that we should elope
You wanna keep the peace
I don't fuckin' think so
Chip up on my shoulder
Like a busted bag of Fritos
I'm blowin' weed smoke
Everyday consistent
To the point it's like I'm tryin' to
Catch an illness or even prevent it
Got sick of bein' a victim
So I became a killer
Bout' to wrap my hands around your throat
Until I'm stranglin' ya
Cuttin' the fuckin' oxygen to your brain
If you see me on the hunt
I'm just surviving the game
Just the fact that y'all
Keep sleepin' on me's got me so awake
Don't be afraid
Just know that it's the end of your days
I try and freeze frame
Just to get a keepsake
Spendin all my time everyday
Just trying to be great
But these are different stakes
And I'm so fuckin' hungry
By the time I'm finished eatin' dog
You'll think I had a cheat day
Aye bitch
I don't think I can even tell
What your sayin'
You gotta speak up though
Now's not the time for you
To try bein' subtle
Aye bitch
I don't think your prepared
For what the world came with
This life is all cut throat and gun smoke
We need to go back to bein' humble
Aye bitch
I don't think I can even tell
What your sayin'
You gotta speak up though
Now's not the time for you
To try bein' subtle
Aye bitch
I don't think your prepared
For what the world came with
This life is all cut throat and gun smoke
We need to go back to bein' humble
Some times I'm a little too fucked up
Dumb ditty dumb dumb
Only tryin' to come up
I ain't really fuckin' with you bustas
Cause I'm too reluctant
I be on a track
Like a motherfuckin' train conductor
Just keep me plugged in
That don't make me a puppet
That means I'm stubborn
Prolly why I'm walkin' round
This bitch with bloody knuckles
Should've known I was trouble
I've got the will of a hustler
Not to mention I came out
A family of Munsters
I've lived a hard life
In place of the dark knight
I saw the light
Then I became a sodomite
I've never been the type
To give up despite
The fact I've had all these odds
Stacked against me this whole time
Trying to capture lightnin'
If I can find it
But I'm rappin'
Till my gums start bleeding
Like I got gingivitis
I'm noncompliant
In the face of these sirens
Boy I'm sick
You might wanna get
To takin these vitamin's
Don't need a reason to justify
The way that I'm speakin'
Since I'm a heathen
A lyrical demon
Tear you to pieces
And while I'm at it
Imma make this shit look easy
To the point that everybody's
Gonna say that I probably cheated
I'm like a break-in
After twelve a.m
When you and your partner
Fell asleep still naked
I'm your anxiousness
And if you contemplate my intent
For a second
You would know that
I'm basically Satan
Aye bitch
I don't think I can even tell
What your sayin'
You gotta speak up though
Now's not the time for you
To try bein' subtle
Aye bitch
I don't think your prepared
For what the world came with
This life is all cut throat and gun smoke
We need to go back to bein' humble
Aye bitch
I don't think I can even tell
What your sayin'
You gotta speak up though
Now's not the time for you
To try bein' subtle
Aye bitch
I don't think your prepared
For what the world came with
This life is all cut throat and gun smoke
We need to go back to bein' humble



Авторы: Randall Morris


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