The Thin Grey Line 歌词 - $uicideboy$
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
[00:00.000] Back in the house with a '94
[00:01.964] You did good $lick
[00:06.102] Grey, grey five nine
[00:12.758] Grey, grey five nine
[00:13.858] I-I-I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (Uh)
[00:18.190] Rose gold on my b***h, lookin' like her name Mercedes (Yeah, yeah)
[00:21.438] I need a hoe who down, one who'll ask, "What up ladies?" (What up?)
[00:24.753] Switched out the friendly smile but a face that reads
[00:27.065] "**** you pay me?" (Good to beam up, Scotty)
[00:28.043] I got rabies, I just overdosed off coke and dope, I know thеy hope I die (Yeah, yеah)
[00:32.341] My back is aching from holding the underground down ever since we dropped High Tide (Sheesh)
[00:35.805] Standing in my grave like I ain't 5'9 (Grey)
[00:39.187] One more minute 'til the hours done, I'll take my time
[00:42.189] Fake my pride
[00:42.868] It's really all about state of mind
[00:44.654] Reality reflected the state of your nervous system, listening in on your b***hin'
[00:47.137] It sounds like it belong in the kitchen, I ain't got time, nah
[00:49.394] $ui-suicide
[00:50.461] Made a whole culture that's based on dying (Yeah)
[00:53.010] Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line
[00:55.526] Wetto in that TRX, higher then the upper deck
[00:58.490] The way she suck my d**k, I'm rubbernecking at her rubber neck (Yeah)
[01:01.900] Christians holler "What the heck?"
[01:03.596] I call me to cut my check
[01:05.153] Overdosin' off the dope and still ain't feeling nothing yet (Good to beam up, Scotty)
[01:08.466] Glock 19 with the red dot beam
[01:10.219] **** rapping, when I'm shooting, I'm at my best
[01:11.869] Police come, take the AK out
[01:13.545] Aim that mother****er straight right his chest
[01:15.382] Talking about killing got my d**k getting hard
[01:16.867] Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more
[01:18.588] When they bury me put the scripts in my jacket
[01:20.308] Hoes in my casket, think I need four (Yeah, yeah, woah)
[01:22.091] Oh, oh, walkin' this beat
[01:23.635] Face looking like ain't nothing I ain't seen (Woah, woah)
[01:25.383] Dogs in my lungs every time that I breath, I'm a fiend for the war
[01:27.833] I'ma breed what they can't be (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
[01:28.744] Say what I mean, lie when I speak (Woah, woah)
[01:30.350] If an opp die before we can meet (Woah, woah)
[01:31.966] I'll catch them in hell and I'll send him to heaven (Woah, woah)
[01:33.734] Not even his God can ****ing protect him (Woah, woah)
[01:35.316] Got b*****s that love me that I don't remember (Woah, woah)
[01:37.169] My gang members around me in every direction (Woah, woah)
[01:38.756] It's $ui!
[01:43.499] Grey, grey five nine
[00:00.000] Back in the house with a '94
[00:01.964] You did good $lick
[00:06.102] Grey, grey five nine
[00:12.758] Grey, grey five nine
[00:13.858] I-I-I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (Uh)
[00:18.190] Rose gold on my b***h, lookin' like her name Mercedes (Yeah, yeah)
[00:21.438] I need a hoe who down, one who'll ask, "What up ladies?" (What up?)
[00:24.753] Switched out the friendly smile but a face that reads
[00:27.065] "**** you pay me?" (Good to beam up, Scotty)
[00:28.043] I got rabies, I just overdosed off coke and dope, I know thеy hope I die (Yeah, yеah)
[00:32.341] My back is aching from holding the underground down ever since we dropped High Tide (Sheesh)
[00:35.805] Standing in my grave like I ain't 5'9 (Grey)
[00:39.187] One more minute 'til the hours done, I'll take my time
[00:42.189] Fake my pride
[00:42.868] It's really all about state of mind
[00:44.654] Reality reflected the state of your nervous system, listening in on your b***hin'
[00:47.137] It sounds like it belong in the kitchen, I ain't got time, nah
[00:49.394] $ui-suicide
[00:50.461] Made a whole culture that's based on dying (Yeah)
[00:53.010] Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line
[00:55.526] Wetto in that TRX, higher then the upper deck
[00:58.490] The way she suck my d**k, I'm rubbernecking at her rubber neck (Yeah)
[01:01.900] Christians holler "What the heck?"
[01:03.596] I call me to cut my check
[01:05.153] Overdosin' off the dope and still ain't feeling nothing yet (Good to beam up, Scotty)
[01:08.466] Glock 19 with the red dot beam
[01:10.219] **** rapping, when I'm shooting, I'm at my best
[01:11.869] Police come, take the AK out
[01:13.545] Aim that mother****er straight right his chest
[01:15.382] Talking about killing got my d**k getting hard
[01:16.867] Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more
[01:18.588] When they bury me put the scripts in my jacket
[01:20.308] Hoes in my casket, think I need four (Yeah, yeah, woah)
[01:22.091] Oh, oh, walkin' this beat
[01:23.635] Face looking like ain't nothing I ain't seen (Woah, woah)
[01:25.383] Dogs in my lungs every time that I breath, I'm a fiend for the war
[01:27.833] I'ma breed what they can't be (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
[01:28.744] Say what I mean, lie when I speak (Woah, woah)
[01:30.350] If an opp die before we can meet (Woah, woah)
[01:31.966] I'll catch them in hell and I'll send him to heaven (Woah, woah)
[01:33.734] Not even his God can ****ing protect him (Woah, woah)
[01:35.316] Got b*****s that love me that I don't remember (Woah, woah)
[01:37.169] My gang members around me in every direction (Woah, woah)
[01:38.756] It's $ui!
[01:43.499] Grey, grey five nine
作曲 : Aristos Petrou/Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Back in the house with a '94
You did good $lick
Grey, grey five nine
Grey, grey five nine
I-I-I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (Uh)
Rose gold on my b***h, lookin' like her name Mercedes (Yeah, yeah)
I need a hoe who down, one who'll ask, "What up ladies?" (What up?)
Switched out the friendly smile but a face that reads
"**** you pay me?" (Good to beam up, Scotty)
I got rabies, I just overdosed off coke and dope, I know thеy hope I die (Yeah, yеah)
My back is aching from holding the underground down ever since we dropped High Tide (Sheesh)
Standing in my grave like I ain't 5'9 (Grey)
One more minute 'til the hours done, I'll take my time
Fake my pride
It's really all about state of mind
Reality reflected the state of your nervous system, listening in on your b***hin'
It sounds like it belong in the kitchen, I ain't got time, nah
$ui-suicide
Made a whole culture that's based on dying (Yeah)
Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line
Wetto in that TRX, higher then the upper deck
The way she suck my d**k, I'm rubbernecking at her rubber neck (Yeah)
Christians holler "What the heck?"
I call me to cut my check
Overdosin' off the dope and still ain't feeling nothing yet (Good to beam up, Scotty)
Glock 19 with the red dot beam
**** rapping, when I'm shooting, I'm at my best
Police come, take the AK out
Aim that mother****er straight right his chest
Talking about killing got my d**k getting hard
Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more
When they bury me put the scripts in my jacket
Hoes in my casket, think I need four (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Oh, oh, walkin' this beat
Face looking like ain't nothing I ain't seen (Woah, woah)
Dogs in my lungs every time that I breath, I'm a fiend for the war
I'ma breed what they can't be (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Say what I mean, lie when I speak (Woah, woah)
If an opp die before we can meet (Woah, woah)
I'll catch them in hell and I'll send him to heaven (Woah, woah)
Not even his God can ****ing protect him (Woah, woah)
Got b*****s that love me that I don't remember (Woah, woah)
My gang members around me in every direction (Woah, woah)
It's $ui!
Grey, grey five nine
Back in the house with a '94
You did good $lick
Grey, grey five nine
Grey, grey five nine
I-I-I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (Uh)
Rose gold on my b***h, lookin' like her name Mercedes (Yeah, yeah)
I need a hoe who down, one who'll ask, "What up ladies?" (What up?)
Switched out the friendly smile but a face that reads
"**** you pay me?" (Good to beam up, Scotty)
I got rabies, I just overdosed off coke and dope, I know thеy hope I die (Yeah, yеah)
My back is aching from holding the underground down ever since we dropped High Tide (Sheesh)
Standing in my grave like I ain't 5'9 (Grey)
One more minute 'til the hours done, I'll take my time
Fake my pride
It's really all about state of mind
Reality reflected the state of your nervous system, listening in on your b***hin'
It sounds like it belong in the kitchen, I ain't got time, nah
$ui-suicide
Made a whole culture that's based on dying (Yeah)
Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line
Wetto in that TRX, higher then the upper deck
The way she suck my d**k, I'm rubbernecking at her rubber neck (Yeah)
Christians holler "What the heck?"
I call me to cut my check
Overdosin' off the dope and still ain't feeling nothing yet (Good to beam up, Scotty)
Glock 19 with the red dot beam
**** rapping, when I'm shooting, I'm at my best
Police come, take the AK out
Aim that mother****er straight right his chest
Talking about killing got my d**k getting hard
Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more
When they bury me put the scripts in my jacket
Hoes in my casket, think I need four (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Oh, oh, walkin' this beat
Face looking like ain't nothing I ain't seen (Woah, woah)
Dogs in my lungs every time that I breath, I'm a fiend for the war
I'ma breed what they can't be (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Say what I mean, lie when I speak (Woah, woah)
If an opp die before we can meet (Woah, woah)
I'll catch them in hell and I'll send him to heaven (Woah, woah)
Not even his God can ****ing protect him (Woah, woah)
Got b*****s that love me that I don't remember (Woah, woah)
My gang members around me in every direction (Woah, woah)
It's $ui!
Grey, grey five nine
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