Текст песни 186 - Rios , Lutz , Jay Deru

Be the greatest you off all time
Never change for the masses
Be the same on and offline
In case that it crashes
Bravest through the tall climbs
Through pain and the gashes
Play the game with a hawks eye
And fly away from the madness

Traveled a lot of miles
Through all 4 seasons
Why do I keep it all smiles
I'll give you 4 reasons
One I get one shot
So I'm beyond thankful
Two I ain't the type to
Ever hold a grudge
Three I'm aiming for the top
So I'm beyond faithful
And four there ain't a bulldozer
To make this boulder budge
Too much love inside for the art
To let it drain away
It's always been my guide through the dark
And the wettest rainy days
LUTZ
I had to cut off my past self
Made away straight to training day
I don't wanna ask help
I'm just a nerd that's here to rap well
So I'll be good
Long as that kits kickin like black belts
Anyways
Much months into 2020
Lots of stomach sickness
This chump is runnin our country
Cops are fuckin vicious
Sat and cried torn in two
Over these years of pain
That a child is born into
Knowin I'll never feel the same
Fuck bars shouldn't have to write this
A riot by my brothers side I won't deny
I know what the value of human life is
Priceless
No more violence and sirens
Too many fell lifeless
Due to the closed minded
And spineless
Dethrone the tyrants
Hidin behind devices in silence
How many more gotta meet demise
Before you widen your eyelids

Be the greatest you off all time
Never change for the masses
Be the same on and offline
Incase that it crashes
Bravest through the tall climbs
Through pain and the gashes
Play the game with a hawks eye
And fly away from the madness

21 years just to reach the 21st floor
My passion for rappin
Kept me above the score
Wanted more never fantasied awards
Never thoughts of copping porshe
Just a dream of rippin tours and shit
For the music they'll bend backwards
Contortionist
But who really give a fuck about my life story
Long as I hit the corner shot nigga Robert Horry
Or maybe Ray Allen
Cut distractions to gain balance
Said fuck it and made it happen
Life good I keep a lighter
To burn all of my madness
Gifted with the art of passion
Calligraphy fonts leaks out
In the form of me rappin
Born a king I'm sippin Fiji out my chalice
Hit you with a back hand slap
Like you a bad kid
Spittin fire my name should be Jay The Dragon
Yeah you said you wanted smoke
But tried to match it with a dab pen
Played it off but really half of me laughin
The other half of me gaspin
To breathe inside of this tavern
You niggas dont really have it
Unimpressed with yo talents
The game will eat you up
With some fuckin fangs and some talons
But oh well that ain't my business to tell
I put my soul inside these rhymes
Can't find no reason to fail or switch
Till I immortalize all my lines in this
I'm just working nigga 186
Right
I'm just workin nigga 186
Right