LRC歌词

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[00:11.120]I just wanna thank god
[00:12.560]Through the good and the bad
[00:13.840]Come take a look at my past
[00:15.330]I couldn't have passed with all these crooks in my class
[00:17.800]Gotta roll with the punches
[00:19.320]Talking hooks and the jabs
[00:20.700]I couldn't be last
[00:21.760]Grow the riches
[00:22.540]My foot on the gas
[00:23.930]They making more statements
[00:25.400]Once you in the law station
[00:26.920]My thoughts tainted
[00:27.850]I could feel them at the door waiting
[00:29.790]This a cold day in hell
[00:31.300]If I run across satan
[00:32.750]Got me praying to the lord
[00:34.280]With my diamond cross hanging
[00:35.730]Get killed for a short payment
[00:37.470]These n***as reckless and devious
[00:39.110]Clear the scene
[00:39.890]Post up your body and make a meme of it
[00:41.980]I dreamed about success
[00:43.300]And I made a couple promises
[00:45.140]Get the bag and never look back
[00:46.820]That s**t was obvious
[00:47.940]You stay
[00:48.350]They say you dumb
[00:49.300]Leave out
[00:49.840]They say you hiding
[00:51.130]50 left queens
[00:52.270]Stacks stayed
[00:53.040]And they bodied him
[00:54.150]Mace left harlem
[00:55.340]Al stayed and they bodied him
[00:57.100]N***as getting shmurders but look what they did to bob and them
[00:59.970]I speak to rowdy time to time
[01:01.730]He ain't good spiritually
[01:02.980]We got a classic free
[01:04.190]I wait until the hood hear it
[01:05.610]I couldn't steer it
[01:06.610]I'm watching my man cook up a hard piece
[01:08.950]I'm taking notes
[01:09.920]Tryna steal his whip
[01:11.030]Like a car thief
[01:12.290]You frauds sweet
[01:13.260]Keep your advice
[01:14.230]I'll never use it
[01:15.330]My homie said
[01:16.230]He just wanna aim at your head and shoot it
[01:18.300]He waiting for the word
[01:19.620]I'm bout to just tell him do it
[01:21.270]I ain't petty
[01:22.250]I'll make sure the caste get theraputed
[01:24.270]'Cause opportunity dead now
[01:26.140]I picked the lock
[01:27.140]Tornado gun
[01:28.100]I could spin your block
[01:29.120]When I spin your block
[01:30.270]I sell chicken in hell's kitchen
[01:32.260]It's well written
[01:33.350]You either gon' be a dead victim or jail sentence
[01:36.420]Shells spitting
[01:37.310]F**k rain
[01:37.810]I let hail hit 'em
[01:39.140]He survive
[01:39.900]Treat him like a dog
[01:41.150]If he tell clip him
[01:42.140]The s**t that I'm rhyming is deep
[01:43.480]You see how I vibe to the beat
[01:45.120]When pop died
[01:45.850]I was weak
[01:46.610]For nights that I cried in my sleep
[01:48.130]There was thoughts in my head
[01:49.950]Like how could this be
[01:51.120]Went from starter on the team
[01:52.640]Now you just outta the league
[01:54.430]D**n
[01:55.440]And now you just outta the league
[01:57.310]And just for you I keep a trophy
[01:59.060]The rock on the sleeve

文本歌词


I just wanna thank god
Through the good and the bad
Come take a look at my past
I couldn't have passed with all these crooks in my class
Gotta roll with the punches
Talking hooks and the jabs
I couldn't be last
Grow the riches
My foot on the gas
They making more statements
Once you in the law station
My thoughts tainted
I could feel them at the door waiting
This a cold day in hell
If I run across satan
Got me praying to the lord
With my diamond cross hanging
Get killed for a short payment
These n***as reckless and devious
Clear the scene
Post up your body and make a meme of it
I dreamed about success
And I made a couple promises
Get the bag and never look back
That s**t was obvious
You stay
They say you dumb
Leave out
They say you hiding
50 left queens
Stacks stayed
And they bodied him
Mace left harlem
Al stayed and they bodied him
N***as getting shmurders but look what they did to bob and them
I speak to rowdy time to time
He ain't good spiritually
We got a classic free
I wait until the hood hear it
I couldn't steer it
I'm watching my man cook up a hard piece
I'm taking notes
Tryna steal his whip
Like a car thief
You frauds sweet
Keep your advice
I'll never use it
My homie said
He just wanna aim at your head and shoot it
He waiting for the word
I'm bout to just tell him do it
I ain't petty
I'll make sure the caste get theraputed
'Cause opportunity dead now
I picked the lock
Tornado gun
I could spin your block
When I spin your block
I sell chicken in hell's kitchen
It's well written
You either gon' be a dead victim or jail sentence
Shells spitting
F**k rain
I let hail hit 'em
He survive
Treat him like a dog
If he tell clip him
The s**t that I'm rhyming is deep
You see how I vibe to the beat
When pop died
I was weak
For nights that I cried in my sleep
There was thoughts in my head
Like how could this be
Went from starter on the team
Now you just outta the league
D**n
And now you just outta the league
And just for you I keep a trophy
The rock on the sleeve

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