Lyrics:
the rattle
But that isn't something I fuck with
I'm sending shots like I'm rambo
To show everybody I run shit yeah!
Most of you fools are not ill as you think
revealed by
The leaves on a tree
An image of my faith in the unseen
[Chorus]
In my mind's eye
I see Your face
You smile as you show me grace
In my
me,
Flies by pursuit and ever visits face.
I see it in the woodlands, silver beauty
I feel it in the very breathing of the air.
I stretch my hand
Man a pupa rambo got di perfect shot
Futuristic ting, a no joke thing
If you're a blue movie boo, haffi link up wid you
Sekkle
Me no want no
Man a pupa rambo got di perfect shot
Futuristic ting, a no joke thing
If you're a blue movie boo, haffi link up wid you
Sekkle
Me no want no
week I watched fifty thousand grams go
Pocket full of money, Army full of Rambo's
Trunk full of bricks, Hand guns full Ammo
Even got detectives if
Analyze the unseen
Take my hand, sit back, and burn with me
Lose your inhibitions
And you can be anything
But are your visions real or just a dream
of dreams, I lay my weary head
Illusions cloud my mind, seeking what's left unsaid
Each night, haunted by shadows, unseen, unfree
Beneath my smile, a silent
don't know or maybe you can't understand
That you're ruled by an unseen hand
There ain't no use in your hiding
There ain't no hiding where you stand
Invisible bird tell me why do you sing all night long
out there by the motel pool
among the blue and the smooth and the cool
Among the things that
Shrouded in a cold dark mist, my mind is urging me to kill, forced, by an
Unseen hand. I cross the boundary between good and evil time and time
full of money, Army full of Rambo's
Trunk full of bricks, Hand guns full Ammo
Even got detectives if somethin' goes wrong
The money's so strong they see
You're always working don't think it's unseen
Or that it's not worth it it'll get you to your dreams
I know you're not perfect but let me set
did I think that such a selfish soul was gnawing in you,
By and by it's really lies, realized that we wasn't mans,
cll this time you think you fly,
out to be real
Try to hide your fears
To stay safe, and unseen
Don't open the gate
It is not a game they play
Please take my hand
Give me
a hand and to share my wine
A measure of my sanity
To be heard and be seen, to be two by two
Better not leave a man alone to fight this war unseen
Gotta be
no
Probably cause my hand glow when I'm anticipating' the lambo
Lean out my bucket for niggas thinking they Rambo
You get one warning, so I suggest
on the outskirts
And take you me by the hand
You take me by the hand
So lead me to the middle
The middle of your heart
Guide me in the unseen realties of love
Pull
escapes me
Flies by pursuit and ever visits face
I see it in the woodlands, silver beauty
I feel it in the breathing of the air
I stretch my hand
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need
War
Castles for the wicked are
Built by our idle hands
Atrocities condoned
By dewey-eyed lambs
Demon force feasts
On our ignorance
Remains
Unseen
Ohh
(Murder)
Aye ya ya ya
(Killer)
One hundred and eighty-seven to the flesh
I ain't talking physical
Talking about what's unseen
Take it out by any
katsu
Akbar is my mans, all praises due to Allahu
You can get it the ocky way, won't forget the bev when I pop you
Rambo by the hip, chain Rocky
Commando
left me
I don't care about them I got this by my side
I don't need your presence
You say she yours alone
But she sacking my penis
All they do is faking
I
Discuss these unseen hand by the rambos Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In