Текст песни The Horse's Mouth - Roc Marciano
Uh
Kicked
up
so
much
dust
as
a
young
pup
No
wonder
motherfuckers
still
slingin'
mud
I
ain't
high
off
weed
but
I'm
being
blunt
(being
blunt)
My
ice
might
give
the
kid
freezer
burn
I
see
you
out
here
freezin'
like
a
bum
eatin'
out
the
dump
I'm
the
illest
out
the
bunch
The
butterfly
was
a
caterpillar
once
(uh)
Son,
if
it's
love,
then
why
bring
it
up
like
a
grudge?
(uh)
Niggas
blood
drunk
but,
nah,
I
ain't
spiked
the
punch,
son
(no)
Nice
with
the
pump,
I'm
live
as
Spice-1
Your
writin'
need
to
be
spiced
up
some,
uh
(You
know
what
I'm
saying,
you
need
to
spice
that
up,
son)
Niggas
bitin',
this
is
invitin'
to
the
tongue
Albino
tiger
rug
I
pipe
sluts
as
the
vinyl
spun
The
nine
come
with
the
motorcycle
gloves
Put
you
to
sleep
you
be
nice
and
snug
The
night
was
young
I
still
come
and
put
out
your
lightbulb
(uh)
The
tip
of
the
pipe
was
bright
like
A
lightnin'
bolt
(pop,
pop,
pop,
pop)
Uh
Come
from
a
good
stock
The
pockets
got
more
bands
than
booked
for
Woodstock
The
product's
either
good
or
it's
not
(good
or
it's
not)
The
chopper
with
the
wood
on
the
side
That's
for
style
(yeah)
You
still
a
child
You
need
to
climb
down
from
the
treehouse
Still
even
then,
we
not
playin'
on
even
ground
Uh
The
triple
beam
ain't
evenin'
out
Korean
drum
it
hold
fifty
looking
like
Mickey
Mouse
Without
the
smile
(ow)
(Marc,
baby)
Used
to
keep
the
switchblade
Now
you
just
get
your
shit
sprayed
Rap
niggas
is
bitch
made
(Huh,
huh)
(Uh)
Used
to
keep
a
switch
slave
Now
you
just
get
your
shit
sprayed
1 The Horse's Mouth
2 Congo
3 1,000 Deaths
4 Diamond Cutters
5 Amethyst
6 Sampson & Delilah
7 No Love
8 Fabio
9 Secrets
10 Whoolers
11 Consigliere
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