Текст песни Fire Drill - Ginger Trill , Kid X
Yeah
They
say
I
should
loosen
my
grip
I'm
going
too
hard
So
I
switched
the
flows
But
you
know
how
it
goes
Before
long
they
gon
tell
me
You're
flowing
too
hard
Going
a
bit
too
deep
They
can't
fathom
how
I
Purposefully
space
bar
Just
to
let
the
rhyme
miss
the
Beat
You
nothing
but
a
novice
to
me
They
still
try
question
the
fees
Next
to
be
in
line
Be
everything
he
is
promised
to
Be,
well
Plenty
bodies
on
sight
1 body
2 body
nobody
in
sight
I
can
rap
circles
around
this
Little
rap
circles
But
homeboy
I
won't
be
a
part
of
Your
cyphers
The
flows
is
pre-paid
Tailor
made
for
an
unknown
Release
date
Just
take
my
word
Nothing
on
a
piece
of
paper
Cause
once
the
guns
load
Just
know
I
don't
half
step
Take
one
more
Adios,
you
meet
your
maker
gone
Yeah
Bheka
my
element
They
can't
really
fuck
with
this
Who
knew
that,
new
new
Kid
X
Had
apocalypse
Senz'
ama
show
when
they
know
Imma
mos
drop
a
disc
I
tell
em
I'm
inspired
I'm
just
not
convinced
That
they
gone
break
up
my
vibe
Let
alone
stop
the
listen
Make
sense
of
it
though
When
I
knock
em
senseless
I
go
over
heads
Strictly
been
this
when
I
hop
on
Tracks
with
you
niggas
Just,
just
cant
rap
with
you
Niggas
I
kill
you
on
tracks
You
go
back
Rewrite
raps
on
a
nigga
Thats
cold
But
I'm
dash
to
your
liquor
I'm
headed
to
down
your
sound
But
then
empty
your
flickr
I
pick
out
a
box
They
touch
you
with
make
up
Let
you
dig
the
hole
You
can't
run
through
the
papers
See
I
got
it
all
scripted
But
lately
I've
been
going
off
The
top
Think
I
might
have
lost
interest
If
only
I
could
hit
the
lights
Snap
my
fingers
Cop
the
powers
of
wisdom
mic
Put
it
to
my
chest
Hear
my
heartbeat
I
got
a
lotta
stress
Just
a
little
hard
to
read
Little
hard
to
read
I
spit
it
like
nobody
listening
Just
in
case
you
pikinins
wanna
Throw
shade
I've
been
a
king
Man
I'm
in
this
bitch
Ke
binnekant
So
deep
I
have
em
man
wondering
U
kenwe
keng
Mnca
aah
ga
Cold
flow
bars
No
holds
barred
I'm
so
so
charged
Look
ma
no
hands
No
hold
bars
Bluetooth
style
I'm
flossing
its
awesome
I
showboat
So
coast
guard
I
go
so
hard
Low
key
hold
green
cash
Don't
hold
cars
Keep
stash
off
the
books
I,
don't
show
SARS
King
pulled
an
ace
out
his
sleeves
Throw
your
cards
Oh,
so,
control
you
broad
Niggas
kept
a
file
Don't
make
us
go
expose
your
Fraud
Allahu
Akbars
nigga
Know
your
god
1 3 Quarter Pace
2 88 King
3 Imadlana Yok'gcina
4 Yonk' iMali
5 Mood
6 Uptown
7 Cool as You Like
8 Overslept
9 Fire Drill
10 Before
11 Long Way
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