Lyrics:
levels above you baby
Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me baby
Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but choked
And that jealousy is only gonna
Money on my mind
Stredná škola žiadne love
Z Brna bol moj plug
Milión čísiel v telefóne
Kilo v koši na prádlo
Feelin ako Frank Lucas
Hranice v piči
the scent of copper
Feel like a gangsta Frank Sinatra
They trap
But they teeny boppers
They got more bread
Then Sean o Connor
I rap
About peace
on beats
I love when its dark and we up in the studio
We turning up and then now is a rodeo
Don't call me up if you hear this on radio
Let's party at Pendle
2: Alucard (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
I hear Frank Sinatra say I ought to go my way,
They sellout like Byway, and Freaky Friday’s!
High as skyscrapers わたし わないえ
but I'm a make it work
Ugh
Stay smooth like Frank Sinatra my styles hands on
I'm like a doctor Be one with your universe
Till you feel it deep in your
of lag, but Ima make it work
Ugh
Stay smooth like Frank Sinatra my styles hands on I’m like a doctor Be one with your universe
Till you feel it deep in your
But I mix it up with soul and pour it through my talent
Life for me is like a Frank Sinatra big band ballad
You know, brim tilted, black n white,
a home
This is what love is, gamma is in my bones
May he without sin go cast the first stone
I don't carry hate in my heart, just pass the codes
My heart
Yea I did it my way
Still on my Sinatra mind frame
Young rookie in this game
But I be on my pro shit running This play
Give me a taste
Imma take
bitch I'm a mobster
I'm Frank Sinatra meets Silkk the Shocker
I make 'em say uh, Whodi what's up?
Na-na na-na, I'm still not done not giving fucks
D.F.Y.
your plans
Cause when they laugh, you wasn't my man's so overstand
I'ma just be frank with you
I ain't ridin' by the bank with you
I ain't tryna get no
of sight you're still inside my mind
Hoping you wouldn't stay as far
All I can do is counting days since our last goodbye
Anticipate the time I'll be back in
green!
Sinatra I got ya, Tosh the rasta
Come at ya like Frank Zappa the monster, said
This is me, what you see is what you get
This is the rookie giving
Yellow Lambo in the driveway
A buck thirty-five, I'm on the highway
Frank Sinatra on my Sonos
Loud as fuck, I did it my way
A million sold before
Shoulda knew what love is before we learn what a thug is
Know we left our seeds to be raised by they mothers
I seen the hood raise brothers
Kill too many
For the secret life of Frank Sinatra
But none of these things have come to pass
In America the law is a piece of ass
Deportee
So it's Schnapps,
wanna be baby
And you don't wanna be with out my love
I fiend for your basilicas I wanna taste your venus
The hands of brunelleschi, botticelli is my
why? Cause my soul too strong
Did this all on my own 'cause waiting took too long
The flow sophisticated
All these youngins do is whine like they
about her cousin hold on
Swear I give them keys out like Frank Sinatra
They question how I got this double cup without the doctor
Or how I turn a camel
Lola loves Frank, Frankie loves Lola
On their second honeymoon in Pensacola
Tryin' to find a little privacy, oh me
There'd been too much
a young Frank Sinatra
All my rhymes are catchy
Ten-thousand percent bearbrick speaking arabic
Cold as fuck, sitting high up, I'm on a chair-lift
Flip
blitz
Catch me if you can on some Leo shit
I'm just being frank
Can you handle this
Honestly, honesty is a twin of me
Jealousy and envy sound like you
and all the martyrs
For the secret life of Frank Sinatra
But none of these things have come to pass
In America the law is a piece of ass
I`m a deportee
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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