Aleon Craft, Dizzy Wright Hallelujah feat. Tell 'em doubt me they be reading 'bout me All this passion you would have to beat it out me And they said I would never leave my county Kill that noise, I couldn't let them breath around me All I could ever see is drowning All I could ever see is drowning All I could ever see is drowning. Hopsin] As of lately my fire's been lower Dizzy Wright said I might Need to put a light to some weed to get my mind to tremble But that ain't me so I'm digging real deep to write this shit Yo I'm at five percent I hope my career does not die in limbo I wake up just praying my fuse is lit Cause I don't get hyped like I used to get Back when I would hop in the booth and spit I'm too immune to this Stuck in my thoughts, am I a lunatic? Now that ain't no problem but nothing but sharks I rob 'em, I never needed no help I should dealt with the fuck I felt Fuck drowning, I became a shark myself Momma said keep your head up My nigga said keep your head up You hating niggas went head up I ain't get fed so I'm fed up. Quem pode ouvir essa lista? The game's got me in a venomous zone It's killing my hope, I don't even feel it no mo' Sometimes I say fuck this shit but I ain't willing to go Stealing my soul, there's reasons I can't leave it alone fo so My legacy I gotta leave it in stone you know If these other niggas did it we getting on lets go These weak niggas straight up killing my soul That's why I don't even feel it no mo' I ain't vibing to it. 
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The game's got me in a venomous zone It's killing my hope, I don't even feel it no mo' Sometimes I say fuck this shit but I ain't willing to go Stealing my soul, there's reasons I can't leave it alone fo so My legacy I gotta leave it in stone you know If these other niggas did it we getting on lets go These weak niggas straight up killing my soul That's why I don't even feel it no mo' I ain't vibing to it.
Now you're so proud of me I've been on a grind, bitch I don't know how to sleep. From the moment my pen hit the page My vision was getting on stage Dreaming about it, they told me that this was a phase You getting to big for your britches, remember your age Huh? Jarren Benton] I was conceived in Dracula's lair I'm cracking a hater upside his fucking head with the back of a chair His feet leaps back in the air I rip the fur off the back of a jarre The blade's precise I could chop off a patch of his hair Bitch I am a god, riding on the fucking handle bars Black Benyon, AR15 tear you and your man apart Go out like Tony Montana, they poppin' them hammers, I fall off the banister Gargantuan, keep killlin favourite rappers body parts in a canister Fuck anybody that doubted me, ever looked down on me Where the fuck where you?
My crew sick to a crucifix Smoking kush through a hookah stick Bite the bullet when the ruger spit Fuck rap, bitch I'm through with it Niggas know when I was born brnton ball Light a stick of dynamite "tick, tick" Bang jzrren die right in front of ya'll I'm done with living Satan I'll be there in a minute.
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Killin My Soul (feat. Hopsin & Jon Connor) Songtext - Jarren Benton
Desktop Google Chrome Windows 8. I was conceived in dracula's lair I'm cracking a hater upside his fucking head with the back of a chair His feet leaps back in the air I rip the fur off the back of a bear The blade's precise I could chop off a patch of his hair Bitch I am a God, riding on the fucking handle bars Black bmx, ar15 tear you and your man apart.
Quiero recibir notificaciones de artistas destacados y noticias. I was jatren in Dracula's lair I'm cracking a hater upside his fucking head with the back of a chair His feet leaps back in the air I rip the fur off the back of a bear The blade's precise I could chop off a patch of his hair Bitch I am a god, riding on the fucking handle bars Black BMX, AR15 tear you and your man apart Going like Tony Montana, they poppin' them hammers, I fall off the banister Gargantuan, keep your favourite rappers body parts in a canister Fuck anybody that doubted me, ever looked down on me Where the fuck where you?
I don't know who it is I do give bitches spontaneous hunger And when I do there's a cloud of raining and thunder That you'd hate to get under And when that happens ain't no place to get comfort I'm late for the monster, you may be a goner I put listeners in the craziest slumber A note to peasants, my vocal presence Is so perfect that fans get so obsessive And cry to my shit but don't confess it When I'm in my zone you jarrne that power and passion My godly words can speak louder than action And don't forget it nigga.
I don't know who it is I do give bitches spontaneous hunger And when I do there's a cloud bentno raining and thunder That you'd hate to get under And when that happens ain't no place to get comfort I'm late for the monster, you may be a goner. What the fuck that mean? Hopsin] As of lately my fire's been lower Dizzy Wright said I might Need to put a light to some weed to get my mind to tremble But that ain't me so I'm digging real deep to write this shit Yo I'm at five percent I hope my career does not die in limbo I wake up just praying my fuse is lit Cause I don't get hyped like I used to get Back when I would hop in the booth and spit I'm too immune to this Stuck in my thoughts, am I a lunatic?
Vinnie Narren Big Rube Interlude feat. I don't know who it is I do give bitches spontaneous hunger And when I do there's a cloud of raining and thunder That you'd hate to get under And when that happens ain't no place to get comfort I'm late for the monster, you may be a goner. What the fuck that mean? I was conceived in dracula's lair I'm cracking a hater upside his fucking head with the back of a chair His feet leaps back in the air I rip the fur off the back of a bear The blade's precise Jaren could chop off a patch of his hair Bitch I am a God, riding on the fucking handle bars Black bmx, ar15 tear jarrej and your man apart Going like tony montana, they poppin' them hammers, I fall off the banister Gargantuan, keep your favourite rappers body parts in a canister Fuck anybody that doubted me, ever looked down on me Kiolin the fuck where you?
Links Suche Impressum Datenschutz. Tell 'em doubt me they be reading 'bout me All this passion you would have to beat it out me And they said I would never leave my county Kill that noise, I couldn't let them breath around me All I could ever see is drowning All I could ever see is drowning All I could ever see is drowning Now that ain't no problem but nothing but sharks I rob 'em, I never needed no help I should dealt with the fuck I felt Fuck drowning, I became a shark myself Momma said keep your head up My nigga said keep your head up You hating niggas went head up I ain't get fed so I'm fed up Get some was a proud day for every chick I got head from I hope you follow, I'm drunk with power like it's creatine in this red cup Lose it, now fuse it It's useless like using a toothpick as a pool stick Somebody hating, give two shits Just make music till I got hot like when it's humid in Houston Fuck, truth is I don't even know why I do this I done came so far but I still feel lost and about to lose it.
Get some was a proud day for every chick Kkillin got head from I hope you follow, I'm drunk with power Like it's creatine in this red cup Lose it, now fuse it It's useless like using a toothpick as a pool stick Somebody hating, give spul shits Just make music till I got hot like when it's humid in houston Fuck, truth is I don't even know why I do this I done came so far but I still feel lost and about to lose it.
I put listeners in the craziest slumber A note to peasants, my vocal presence Is so perfect that fans get so obsessive And cry to my shit but don't confess it When I'm in my zone you killi that power and passion My godly words can speak louder than action And don't forget it nigga. As of lately my fire's been lower Dizzy wright said I might Need to put a light to some weed to get my mind to tremble But that ain't me so I'm digging real deep to write this shit Yo I'm at five percent I hope my career does bentom die in limbo I wake up just praying my fuse is lit Cause I don't get hyped like I used to get Back when I would hop in the booth and spit I'm too immune to this.
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♫ Jarren Benton - Killin My Soul (feat. Hopsin & Jon Connor) Songtext, Lyrics & Übersetzung
Killin My Soul feat. Nigga shook like a young bitch in a room, fucking bill cosby Mach five, nigga high speed, in his face watch his eyes bleed Full the plug from the life support and the iv's, nigga try me Came from the dirt, thank God all the pain it was worth Thinking my name was cursed I couldn't get on, I felt so ashamed and hurt I eat up everything until the fucking reaper gets me We in this bitch but I still feel depressed and empty. Killin My Soul feat.
I was conceived in dracula's lair Jaeren cracking a hater upside his fucking head with the back of a chair His feet leaps back in the air I rip the fur off the back of a bear The blade's precise I could chop off a patch of his hair Jaarren I am a God, riding on the fucking handle bars Black bmx, ar15 tear you and your man apart Going like tony montana, they poppin' them hammers, I fall off the banister Gargantuan, keep your favourite rappers body parts in a canister Fuck anybody that doubted me, ever looked down on me Where the fuck where you?
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Hopsin] The game's got me in a venomous zone It's killing my hope, I don't even feel it no mo' Sometimes I say fuck this shit but I ain't willing to go Stealing my soul, there's reasons I can't leave it alone fo so My legacy I gotta leave it in stone you know If these other niggas did it we getting on lets go These weak niggas straight up killing my soul That's why I don't even feel it no mo' I ain't vibing to it [Verse 2: I was conceived in dracula's lair I'm cracking a hater upside his fucking head with the back of a chair His feet leaps back in the air I rip the fur off the back of a bear The blade's precise I could chop off a patch of his hair Bitch I am a God, riding on the fucking handle mu Black bmx, ar15 tear you and your man apart.
I don't know who it is I do get bits of spontaneous hunger And when I do there's a cloud of jaren and thunder You'd hate to get under And when that happens beenton no place to get comfort I'm labeled a monster, you may be a goner I put listeners in the craziest slumber A note to peasants, my vocal presence Is so perfected fans get so obsessive And cry to my shit but don't confess it When I'm in my zone you feel that power and passion My godly words can speak louder than action And don't forget it jarrrn [Hook].
Stuck in my thoughts, am I a lunatic? Get some was a proud day for every chick I got head from I hope you follow, I'm drunk with power Like it's creatine in this red cup Lose it, now fuse it It's useless like using a toothpick as a pool stick Somebody hating, give two shits Just make music till I got hot like when it's humid in houston Fuck, truth is I don't even know why I do this I done came so far but I still feel lost and about to lose it.
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