Текст песни Gwalla - RiverKinn
I
had
caffeine
and
tobacco
for
breakfast
I'm
on
anything
that
be
relieving
my
tension
It
ain't
bout
the
whip
or
the
check
or
the
necklace
Then
I
ain't
interested,
but
this
my
confession
All
this
been
making
my
head
spin
She
tell
I'm
losing
my
grip
So
I
hold
on
to
what
I
can
get
I've
been
dropping
them
hits
without
dropping
no
clips
Until
now
I've
avoided
commitment
But
this
isn't
how
I
imagined
it
back
in
'06
I've
got
some
regrets,
I
must
admit
I
wish
I
ain't
never
give
love
to
the
bitch
I
wish
I
had
more
of
the
syrup
to
sip
I
wish
I
had
one
rolled
up
for
me
to
hit
I
wish
that
my
profit
was
always
legit
And
I
wish
that
my
friends
had
never
caught
a
bid
I
wish
somebody
cared
about
what
I
did
But
I
know
the
past
isn't
no
place
to
live
I've
been
in
the
booth
tryna
make
gwalla
I
got
some
money
in
my
pocket
I
can't
remember
where
I
got
it,
no
But
I
don't
talk
a
lot
about
it
Unless
that
profit
be
the
topic
I
pull
up
in
a
chariot
Like
I
whip
Secretariat
You
attack
and
I
parry
it
Now
I'm
stacking
them
Harriets
We
been
causing
hysteria
But
I'm
staying
mysterious
Ain't
no
comparison
I've
been
growing
my
hair
Now
I
look
like
I'm
Jesus
And
you
look
like
Judas
Iscariot
But
we
so
nefarious
We
sipping
the
Perrier
We
tearing
up
rooms
in
the
Marriot
If
you
talking
the
ratchet
I'm
grabbing
the
hatchet
to
bury
it,
chop
Think
it's
hilarious,
but
know
that
I'm
serious
I've
been
getting
older
This
chip
on
my
shoulder
has
been
getting
deeper
From
all
of
the
weight
I
been
carrying
I
had
that
mink
on
my
back
She
said
let's
drink
to
the
past
I
said
I'd
rather
not
think
of
the
past
But
I'll
be
your
link
to
the
past
I
try
not
to
dwell
on
the
past
I
been
through
hell
and
then
back
I
see
it
all
in
a
flash
I
take
off
the
mask
and
then
I
leave
it
all
on
the
track
I've
been
in
the
booth
tryna
make
gwalla
1 Epilogue
2 Catfish
3 Lean Talking
4 Bruce Lee
5 Crowsfeet
6 Gwalla
7 Lovesick
8 Memory Card
9 Septum
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