Текст песни Goodnight - Samad Savage
(Bro,
I
understand
life
is
hard,
and
shit)
(But
shit,
my
nigga,
like)
(You
either
gon'
sit
there
and)
(Take
the
fuckin'
punches)
(Or
you
gon'
get
the
fuck
up
and
fight
the
fuck
back?)
Crumbled
up
the
world
in
my
hand
into
pieces
So
much
drip,
you
would
thought
that
I
leaked
this
Thought
I
was
dead,
it
was
all
in
they
head
Now
a
nigga
comin'
back
like
Jesus
Gotta
feed
the
team
And
I'm
sure
that
these
crackers
got
cheese
I
believe
it's
Cheese-Itz
Nigga
been
the
wave,
got
'em
seasick
Now
I'm
pullin'
up
on
yo'
beaches
But
I
call
'em
women
'cause
I
ain't
that
cold
But
you
know
I
ain't
ever
give
a
sheet
Switch
the
flow
up
A
nigga
been
gettin'
his
dough
up
'Cause
broke,
what?
I
don't
love
I'm
livin'
to
pick
all
my
bros
up
Let's
glow
up,
no
'hold
up's
I
figured
I'm
killin'
you
hoes,
yup
I
been
deliverin'
dope
stuff
Like
a
drug
dealer,
but
much
iller
A
clutch
spitter
Now
you
stuck
with
a
deluxe
nigga
Ku
Klux
killer
Not
a
bullet
hittin'
'em
up
But
I
spread
love
'til
the
hate
dries
up
That's
why
you
motherfuckers
hate
my
guts,
ah!
(Skoodwidit!)
(Ishkood)
(Ishkood)
(Ishkood)
(Whoa!)
Goodnight
(sleep)
Is
a
nigga
good?
What
it
look
like?
(Sheesh)
Doin'
anything
that
I
would
like
(beast)
Grindin'
every
night
for
the
good
life
(Yee,
yee,
whoa!)
Goodnight
(sleep)
Is
a
nigga
good?
What
it
look
like?
(Sheesh)
Doin'
anything
that
I
would
like
(beast)
Grindin'
every
night
for
the
good
life
(Yee,
yee,
whoa!)
Everybody
thought
I
was
deceased,
but
(freeze
up)
Now
I'm
comin'
back
like
عيسى
(Jesus!)
Like
an
immigrant,
I
keep
a
Visa
(ease
up)
Never
that,
now
bring
back
on
the
beat
'Cause
I'ma
milk
the
game
like
some
big
ol'
double
Ds,
yup
Feel
it
in
my
veins,
like
the
blood
I
never
bleed;
what?
I
could
never
be
cut
Only
handle
hot
shit
What
the
fuck's
a
tea
cup?
(Speed
up)
I
handle
bars,
now
I'm
ridin'
'til
the
'cycle
break
I
might
go
make
an
idol
shake
My
vital
trait's
a
tidal
wave
I'm
isolated
by
the
way
I
hide
away
'Til
I
create
the
final
stage
where
I
negate
the
constant
hate
I'm
sorry,
wait
Get
to
a
kind
of
pace
the
brain
don't
know
how
to
take
I'm
tryna
slay
illiterate
pounds
of
waste
Non-creative
haters
cannot
equate
It's
bombs
away
the
second
they
try
to
face
I
won't
let
'em
operate
They'll
find
the
fate
is
for
me
to
dominate
I
need
you
to
concentrate
(whoa!)
Let
me
know
(yee)
When
I'ma
stop
puttin'
these
beats
in
the
burial
(yee)
I
was
way
too
down
bad,
I
was
very
broke
(yee)
Nigga
was
bored,
so
he
flipped,
like
a
varial
Can't
be
a
scary
hoe
So
much
material
(yee)
'Cause
I
heard
from
both
sides
like
it's
stereo
(ooh)
Tryna
copy
my
vibe
like
it's
karaoke
(wait)
Man
of
the
house,
I
could
carry
yo'
keys,
please
I-I-I-I-I
don't
think
you
understand
I
could
never
starve
myself
depending
on
another
man
I
could
be
broke
one
day,
on
the
other
hand
Disloyal
rockstar;
I'ma
make
another
band!
Big
facts
My
appeal
poppin',
and
I'm
fresh,
no
Tic
Tac
Bars
hard,
feel
it
in
your
stomach,
that's
a
six-pack
All
my
niggas
really
made
it
happen,
y'all
jus'
chit-chat
Had
to
show
my
ass;
and
while
it's
out
You
can
kiss
that
(Skoodwidit!)
(Ishkood)
(Ishkood)
(Ishkood)
(Whoa!)
Goodnight
(sleep)
Is
a
nigga
good?
What
it
look
like?
(Sheesh)
Doin'
anything
that
I
would
like
(beast)
Grindin'
every
night
for
the
good
life
(Yee,
yee,
whoa!)
Goodnight
(sleep)
Is
a
nigga
good?
What
it
look
like?
(Sheesh)
Doin'
anything
that
I
would
like
(beast)
Grindin'
every
night
for
the
good
life
(Yee,
yee,
whoa)
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