Life Is Hell - Hayze, Apathy

Life Is Hell - Hayze, Apathy

Альбом
War Syndrome
Год
2014
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
189050

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Life Is Hell

Hayze, Apathy

Old BMWs, no registration

Trap phones thrown away, no hesitation

School drop out hard knock education

On the block all night true dedication

I swear its like I’m living in Hell

«Life is Hell»

It’s like I was raised in Hell

«Life is Hell»

I swear it’s like I’m living in Hell

«But as the world turns I learned life is Hell»

Hard body like auto bots

I autographed epitaphs overloading electroencephalographs

Do the math, I’m Rainman with tooth picks

Minnesota Fats with pool sticks, I bruise shit

Slick Rick ruler status in your stratosphere

Strap your body down to a stretcher whenever Ap appear

You told your friends you about to end my career

Yeah, like the Mayans ended Earth last year

I pap smear pussy rappers reducing humans to molecules

Not an illusion I always do the impossible,

All you Lil' Wayne fans need a brain-scan

Make you disappear like quarters in David Blaine’s hand,

I love bass-tapes, DJ Magic Mike

You’re the faggot type who love the movie Magic Mike

You little bums rocking old ass Sean John

My flows cold make you sleep inside of a TaunTaun

Old BMWs no registration

Trap phones thrown away, no hesitation

School drop out hard knock education

On the block all night, true dedication

I swear its like I’m living in Hell

«Life is Hell»

It’s like I was raised in Hell

«Life is Hell»

I swear it’s like I’m living in Hell

«But as the world turns I learned life is Hell»

Work in a duffle, strolling

Niggas see me, they say, «Damn, you always smoking»

Signed overnight, right?,

Why you think they chose him?

Probably because my voice and complexion is golden

The lectures is potent

And I ain’t even 24 yet

There’s 33 strategies niggas better forfeit

Tell them we could bang it out, shoot it or fist

Be the creeps some dykes, bikers and 20 war vets at your doorstep

Because warriors don’t ignore shit

Beat you pussies redder than a sore clit,

Flows get them sick

Songs leave them nauseous

Get you high quicker than niggas picking abortions

Over raising they seeds is pretty basic

See, if we had to choose who it was blatantly me that’s winning

Can’t nobody else fuck with us, no discussion bruh

Love and lust, get money and fuck sluts

What up

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