Kid Rucha - Next текст песни

Текст песни Next - Kid Rucha



Onto the Next where my mind is
Ever Conceiving these Ideas
You cannot stop what is up here
Set for the Top like we got Wings
Onto the Next where my mind is
I'm out to get it with my peers
You cannot stop all these ideas
Set for the top like we got Wings
Onto the Next where my mind is
Ever Conceiving these Ideas
I'm out to get it with my peers
Set for the Top like we got wings
Chasing dreams, been on the road
You couldn't stop what the homie devising
Came out the gutter, straight out the mud
You should know the homie is rising
Still independent, signing no deals
Doing it solo, perfecting the Hustle
Still on the grind, regular struggle
Part of the plan is me coping a mansion
I'm on the Move and I'm gaining the traction
Care what you think, I'll be popping in time
Brains I got, no regular mind
As for the snakes,
haters and enemies - they will forever have something to say
Set for the top and I'm losing no way
With a Leap of Faith,
I'm still pushing this rap, eliminate every bit of doubt
I'm headed for the skies like an
Astronaut, paying no mind to those that left me out
Family got my back
My day ones, all make up this pack
In it for real and I am leaving a mark
No time for sleep, No time for Naps
No Tats, No gold, No designer cloths
Just Bars like Broken bottles - I'm here to slit your throats
All about these notes like a bright student
Magical with the Vocal Cords, I'm Rap-Unzel
You haters tried but you couldn't pull this
You couldn't crack this Rap Puzzle
Telling me to quit then you don't understand what we're gunning for
These dreams we chase, they keep me on toes, eei
Onto the Next where my mind is
Ever Conceiving these Ideas
You cannot stop what is up here
Set for the Top like we got Wings
Onto the Next where my mind is
I'm out to get it with my peers
You cannot stop all these ideas
Set for the top like we got Wings
Onto the Next where my mind is
Ever Conceiving these Ideas
I'm out to get it with my peers
Set for the Top like we got wings
Am leaving my mark in this
I got this rap thing down to a science homie
You better vouch for me
Enough of the hating, enough of the lying
What they're peddling, we aren't no buyers
Coming from nada
These dreams is running, so we chasing them
From crumbs, the Bread, we baking them
They've been sleeping, no waking them
Got this rap cuffed, my bars is jail grills - Brain Muscle is chief
The big wheel, my moves is bold
I flows, a lyrical pro
Word on the streets, the kid is a problem
Can't hear me right, Turn on the volume
We're out here grinding they're snoozing their alarms
We're out here grinding they're popping the mollies
I put you in boxes, funeral caskets
I'm packed to the core,
guns & muskets - Use your chest as the target practice
I got, rappers knocking floors and asphalt -
they said they want smoke, bombs what I throw
A pen assault how I lyrically molest masses
Topping the game I surpass all classes
Rap for the Dough, I rap for the Masses
Looking for me you can find me where the cash is
Onto the Next where my mind is
Ever conceiving these ideas
You cannot stop all these ideas
You cannot stop what is up here
Set for the top like we got Wings



Авторы: Gabriel Kid Rucha


Kid Rucha - Next
Альбом Next
дата релиза
13-09-2019

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