Lyrics:
of rest
I need
Queens safe
Heat ache
Scratchy vinyl
Disk brake
Relatives, Don't partake in this
They Just drank the piss
Yea
Words of wisdom they jus
Let it
From my Mustang Fastback
It's always horseplay.
When it's time to stop I pull up on the reigns My Power disk brakes Is all it takes
Just a man and his
throwin' a fit
I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me
Its they who rapped me and say they can take me
Its they who legs I brake and make achy
Its they
can take me (c'mon)
It's they who legs I brake and make achy
It's they who mistake me and make me so angry
(I'll shit on you!) I'll spit on you
as well kick the can
Gave me my diploma
Put on the brakes like Rosa
Still can't believe you did it all
With just your voice yeah
They want the ad-libs
But
whose rage is contained
I brake thinking things contained
I'm the great Buddha
Surrounded by chaos
Keeping it together, keeping it in
I'm the zen
Long sighted but i cannot see where the fuck I'm headed too
Cognitively conjuring the creatures I've been yielding too
Caught slamming on the brakes
throwin' a fit
I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me
Its they who rapped me and say they can take me
Its they who legs I brake and make achy
Its they
brakes
I see my fate
I press that floor till I reach that line
My view so tunnel I see that light
so bright that shit gon' make me blind
Motherfucker
Imma slam the breaks into ya face until the disc brakes
If you ever knew the shit that i was thinking half the time guarantee you
Id be labelled
You've spoken my name
You're music's so lame
Y'all don't take no blame
Stay in the slow lane
I don't got no brakes
Don't care bout a gold chain
I don't
I done had enough of the fakes (yuh yuh yuh)
Crazy how they drivin hit the brakes (yuh yuh)
I don't wanna play.
I don't wanna play.
Haters say your
Ain’t no plaques no mix on disk,
Ain’t got no acts don’t got no tricks,
Man to little got get his trix’s,
Pour it in the bottle got get his fix,
Man
Sixty four plus five that makes sixty nine
Games galore yeah its game time
Sixty nine
So put that disk in and put my skills to the test
I'll put my
the sniper glare? it’s hard to hold my neck up with these chains that I wear.
I always go faster Ion even gotta brake. got so many za leaves that imma need
they don't know me
Rap star, rap star have you any tunes?
Yes sir, yes sir, 3 disks full
One for the radio and one for the states and one for
my peoples
igjen
Vi va ganske mang på en trang resturang
Og vi sang æ trudd at taket skoill lette
Og Turid stakkar skoill ta te vette
Og reiv me sæ en disk da ho
store it, my brains the disk I'm like frisk
Or l tores your wrist wakes you up in the gist
Survival liable always on trial
Order in court I never
store it, my brains the disk I'm like frisk
Or l tores your wrist wakes you up in the gist
Survival liable always on trial
Order in court I never
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