Текст песни Trauma Center - twikipedia

Super Mario 64 bloopers, it′s funny

Five bands in my wallet
Walkin' out the spot with a bag, like I went shopping
Had to kill him, I was running out of options
He don′t wanna talk, we gon' hit him with a drop-kick (Ah-ah-ah—)
Okay, okay
He was talkin' shit, get the fuck out of my way
Got the gas in my lungs, I smoke it every day
He get one, two, three, four pounds to the face

Running for the first time ever
It′s the first time putting on your sweater
I-I-I won′t let you go now, ever
It's the first time feeling like I matter
Can′t remember now, i'm like oh my god
Because I can nevеr let you go
My heart is stone, it′s bittеr cold
You're the only one I want to know
It′s you
Baby, I'm not in the mood
But I'm tryna kick it with you
Nothing I′ve ever been through
Trauma center in my head
I need to be with you every day
They rather laugh at me than stay
Because I can′t wait to disappear

Five bands in my wallet
Walkin' out the spot with a bag, like I went shopping
Had to kill him, I was running out of options
He don′t wanna talk, we gon' hit him with a drop-kick (Ah-ah-ah—)
Okay, okay
He was talkin′ shit, get the fuck out of my way
Got the gas in my lungs, I smoke it every day
He get one, two, three, four pounds to the face