Korneto Songtext
von REDZED
Korneto Songtext
Deep enough for you
Okay
Coughing up the black tar, popping up
The fucking pillie ′cause I never gonna get enough
I send a rocket in my liver, gonna mess it up
Them empty bottles in my room, I'm gonna guess that I
Go get some more, I need to feel I′m in the space
All the preachy motherfuckers telling me to end this pace
Never listen to anything that anybody says
I'm a stubborn motherfucker, I been living in a mess
Feel like a king when I'm walking in the alley on the junk
I′m a menace, I could knife a sucker, body in a trunk
I′m fucking mad-bad-mad, shawty in a body bag
Motherfucker shouldn't have been making fool of Redzed
I′m with the 666, slap your face with my kicks
I embrace conflicts and the bass hard mix
No, bitch, you don't wanna see me when I get my fix
I′m a cold blood killer when the M-Bomb kicks
You stupid ninny, shut the fuck up for a second
I'll hit you with the bass up in your face and with a backhand
The flow is fucking murder, bitch, an automatic weapon
Can never go to heaven, bitch, this never gonna happen
Pa, pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa
Got my fucking chopper make it, ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Pa, pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa
Got my fucking chopper make it, ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
I′m like a rare polar bear, and you fuckers way too basic
Creeping in the snow, bitch on the blow, it's so amazing
The blades in your neck, it's a fact, think I′m crazy
Think I′m made of rubber, got my vision turning hazy
I choose a fate, ain't gon′ break all the sickening
I choose a fate, ain't gon′ break all the sickening
Okay
Coughing up the black tar, popping up
The fucking pillie ′cause I never gonna get enough
I send a rocket in my liver, gonna mess it up
Them empty bottles in my room, I'm gonna guess that I
Go get some more, I need to feel I′m in the space
All the preachy motherfuckers telling me to end this pace
Never listen to anything that anybody says
I'm a stubborn motherfucker, I been living in a mess
Feel like a king when I'm walking in the alley on the junk
I′m a menace, I could knife a sucker, body in a trunk
I′m fucking mad-bad-mad, shawty in a body bag
Motherfucker shouldn't have been making fool of Redzed
I′m with the 666, slap your face with my kicks
I embrace conflicts and the bass hard mix
No, bitch, you don't wanna see me when I get my fix
I′m a cold blood killer when the M-Bomb kicks
You stupid ninny, shut the fuck up for a second
I'll hit you with the bass up in your face and with a backhand
The flow is fucking murder, bitch, an automatic weapon
Can never go to heaven, bitch, this never gonna happen
Pa, pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa
Got my fucking chopper make it, ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Pa, pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa
Got my fucking chopper make it, ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
I′m like a rare polar bear, and you fuckers way too basic
Creeping in the snow, bitch on the blow, it's so amazing
The blades in your neck, it's a fact, think I′m crazy
Think I′m made of rubber, got my vision turning hazy
I choose a fate, ain't gon′ break all the sickening
I choose a fate, ain't gon′ break all the sickening
Writer(s): Zdenek Vesely Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com