Wismen - Tarantula's Web текст песни

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[Intro: Kevlaar 7]Yo, Fuck that, Fuck yall, Yo, Yo[Kevlaar 7]It's raining grenades, My ace I maintainI gotta gun-brella to pepper magenta and crimson crayolaThough sweaters on the back wall, On that back hallPayola's over-rated, But an Alex Haley storyAnd evil's how we make it, Wasted chances, Witnesses glancinI've been down since finish the stealin, Spendin shit stillIt's just mad angles, Tarantula webs, Dismantlin headsBeds, Niggas layin they not makin, Adjacent from peace, My piece is layinContimplatin to grip, From my right handBanded rubber money, Just so my seeds aint hungryFunny how ignorance is linked to dependenceReflect negative senses and flip em reciprocalStreet genius individuals, Keep clean hands minimalSpin a tool and see where one slug landsLift off my casket pillow and slap yall handsI'm not ready, Heavy I'm not, Got the globe on my shoulderSpeak cold and the diamonds off my grave roll boulders[Chorus: Kevlaar 7]Gun Rule, The wars on cock a toolSpit a slug and save the sun, Put me in rotationDetroit, The wars on cock

a toolSpit a slug and save the sun, Put me in rotation[Kevlaar 7]It's stormin javelins, A wars unravelinTrust me you'll imagine, Davelin at the evilsArsenal outlast you, Cash Rule a man, I'm supernaturalStash two in the back jew, Draw if you have toLaugh as I gargle lava, Chase it with vodkaProblems on my back about the size of a continentTen black shotties in a cauldron, Mold my problemsSold these baggies and fed my soldiers their rationsJakes bangin, I'm runnin like Starks and Juice StantonThe phantom in denim, Vanish in street shadowsAngles I come from the average nigga runs fromSun down to sun up, Grindin for the come upThe jungle was thick, I got machetes and whipsWhips on wheels not scars on my back I still feelIt's all real, Stay droppin science for the babiesSpeak coal into diamonds, Day dreams to realismIntentions of rhythms keep you busy while I pillageStill it's just a heat killer, Intense as my grill isOn the hills I walk, With twelve men followingSpit third world gems, All my niggas stay hollerin[Chorus 2X][Outro: Kevlaar 7]Gun Rule, Detroit

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