Текст песни Pigeonfeet - Mike

Yo, yeah, here we go, yo

Death always win the race, nigga, depression isn′t just a phase
It's hard to dub the L when it′s all up in your face
Cough up in the race, caught up in the place
Getting lost in these days, harder to place
So I'm hard with the games and the stars hold my faith
Father God and my name, y'all niggas calm and insane
Watch his jaw get broken like a vase when it drop
Papa think I curse too much, but y′all niggas think it′s hot
Waiting at the edge, wobble on a rock
It's getting to my head, here′s a bottle of Ciroc
Always on the pavement, never with the flock
Running 'til that gun pop, headed for the two like a jump shot

Niggas want war with me, oh really? Nah
By now would be normally done, but I′m on
Niggas want war with me, oh really? Nah
By now would be normally done, but I'm on

Skin hard, it′s like the car, walking through the desert
We was searching for a god, small from afar
Big when you come close, kinda like a star
Hit like Mutombo headed for the ball
You never seen the city rise, crumble into tar
You never seen the city lifed up beneath the car
Had to use the bathroom, so we treaded to the mall
Can't tell my momma, so forget she ever called, nigga
Never with some soft niggas, live by the dark side
Next to Wycoff, nigga
Schwig was a hard time, beginning of a loss, nigga
Stuck up in that school, couple niggas tryna brawl with us
I ain't even gangster but my boy letting off triggers
He could lose it all, bro, he don′t see a tall picture
He can see his door close, nigga should′ve thought bigger

Niggas want war with me, oh really? Nah
By now would be normally done, but I'm on