lyrics
1st verse:
I slash as the beat goes,
call me head full of weed smoke,
take the beef like my meat raw,
as my heat fuckin put you to sleep slooow,
face down you just keep calm,
beast is havin' a feast you at least know,
all white like a street pope,
they call me mute but i speak moe,
muthafuckas lookin' like five hoes doin live shows,
I see it with my eyes closed,
I brought you some roses and left note,
it says eat my balls.
Chorus:
all my peoples i want you to stand up,
raise your voice and wave your hands high,
we won't let it fade by, gooold. x 2
2nd verse:
this the music i grew up on,
style is in my blood in my back bone,
had a tape deck no iphone,
gotta get back when you pump gooold,
fuck the scene plus I'm not known,
and im the real undergroud roach,
got love for my fans they know i'm "g.o.a.t.",
but life got me stressed like pablo,
muthafuckas lookin' like five hoes doin live shows,
I see it with my eyes closed,
I brough you some roses and left note,
it says eat my balls.
Chorus:
all my peoples i want you to stand up,
raise your voice and wave your hands high,
we won't let it fade by, gooold. x 3
credits
from
YALP (EP, digital),
released August 2, 2019
music | lyrics | vocals | production | recording : Ńemy
acoustic guitar : Tymoteusz Miłowanow
mix | mastering : Paweł Bartnik
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