Текст песни TRENCH - RoseAngeles

Walking through the trenches
Got my suppressor
Laid out on my dresser
Losing my mind and I'm feeling it get less
Buddy got locked up and I'm calling up on Lester
I'm an oppressor
Teach you a couple things but I'm not no professor

Walking through the trenches
Got my suppressor
Laid out on my dresser
Losing my mind and I'm feeling it get less
Buddy got locked up and I'm calling up on Lester
I'm an oppressor
Teach you a couple things but I'm not no professor

You commit too many sins
Better talk to the confessor
I'm gonna find you with the act of endeavor
Purpose of the visit
Is it pleasure?

Walking through the trenches
Got my suppressor
Laid out on my dresser
Losing my mind and I'm feeling it get less
Buddy got locked up and I'm calling up on Lester

Homie said he wanna die
Let me slice your mind
Slice you up and down and I'm gonna

Take my time
Slice you up and down and I'm gonna take my time
Running through your house and I'm gonna take what it is fucking mine
Catch you lacking take your eyes and then I leave you fucking blind
Cut the glass we put a foot in never show a sign

Walking through the trenches
Got my suppressor
Laid out on my dresser
Losing my mind and I'm feeling it get less
Buddy got locked up and I'm calling up on Lester
I'm an oppressor
Teach you a couple things but I'm not no professor