Текст песни A1 - Kiddish Klub

Slick limericks
Fornicate with fake chicks
That act like they be celibate
No shit
Meaning u aint had the dick
Hard of hearing thats the truth
Cuz u be telling me u innocent
But lying through ur tooth
Saying what u gone do
Take command
Lead the coup
She a rebel
I'm a devil
Never settle
On a truce
In actuality
She wanted it to happen
In her views
I been a knight in shining armor
But instead i been a douche
Fucking around bitch
I ain't never promised a damn thang
Please don't make me argue
About myself
What a damn shame
U past lame
Poisonous
Like venom
With propane
And cocaine
Blended
Then ingested
My dead brain
Is past saved
Woah
The feds claim...

Nothing
Bitch
Im hotter than the oven
Thats a dead case
Coming
And its possible my blood
Is really red
Faced puffin on a cigarette

I wanna take a pen
Place something lyrical
Deliver titles on the page
(Called duckem)
Thinking mothafuck em
Volcanic
Quick eruptin'
Killin' everything and everyone
Destroying what we loving
And at the same
It can obliterate corruption
Frozen the motor function
I'm not man
I am machine
And thats why breaking my flow
Is really simple on the beat so
Gimme the charge
And catchy melodies
And watch me overheat
It's island genesis
Defending
Everybody
From the streets
Listen to me
The roots of evil
Still the paper chasing fiends
Meanin the money
Makes u villainous
For these necessities
I'm ready
Stealing
Thats a treat
For many living on the block
I mean u really have lock
All of things u like to rock
I guess u knocked
About a grand
On flashy clothes
Nike socks
Sketchy hoes
Hit the clock
Cuz now u passing
On a lot
Waking up
And its shock
No
Brotha
Take flight

Outta sight
And quieter than yosemite
Featuring nav
When I was basically
Standing about a mile
From the mic
But i can tell you all story
Bout boy thats been a kyke

Intermission
I'm take a breath
Give everybody here the right
Analysis
On man islands
Life

No need too stress
Living aint a job its
A test

No need too stress
Living aint a job its
A test

No need too stress
Living aint a job its
A test

No need too stress
Living aint a job its
A test

I'm salt shot lemon wittit
Fuego pop but the top drippin
Had us all sippin
Tryna all fit in
Like my bagel
Pushin all the lox in it

Easy tea cup
I just drop it in
You aboutta pull a Wollman
When ya barf again
Neck cold so I keepp on
Scarfin it
Me and ezzy straight chillin
On some park wit bench
Yeah my loud the stench
Know I keep it twisted
When my arms a wrench
What's ya worth
Stackin up those bills and shecks
I'm at work
And I'm ansy when I'm off in ten
Cut it short
Always easy to pretend
(Aye aye)

Pendant swing honest innit
Clock wise for the time spendin
Strive for the rise breadin
And we'd dive for them lies endin
Remember we was fucking tight
Now the binds spreadin
Used to be a fucking legend
Before the bass bass headin
Mad disappointment
Got us all up settin
Gave em chances
Endless seconds
Gave em lectures
Taught them lessons
Had some failures with exceptions
Don't be at me like a mention
Ask me straight up like a question
Separation with extensions
Like
Woah. what. you guessed it
Get up out my presence
Uh
You want nothin but attention

Walking turned to stepping
Word to smith a stephan
Ballsy off the weed
But chop the beat straight cheffin'
Know we for the cause
When you need great helpin
And
When life gives you lemons
Stop asking all them questions
(Bitch)