作词 : The Rorschach Garden./Uno
作曲 : The Rorschach Garden.
Alright, this type of **** it be not playing at jewelry shop
But you say its mother****in all for naught
I ain't stopping till playing in the circle on your phone
So im a tough guy Like movies' rough guy
Put you do a quiet guy(you hear me)
Oh my ***** just made bial
He just came up on some grey 12's face bad phiz
But 佛曰 何謂众生 何來平等
那我想说 何为幸福 又何为烦恼
烦恼即是菩提 那我暂且在这里先不提
如果眼泪是内心最真实的產物
那么它应该是晶莹剔透如同amber一样纯粹
夜晚经常是否感到身体不太舒服
多半因为孤独缠绕与独占饶就像塞里木是Atlantic最后的眼泪
Can breath, can eat, can sleep without u
But i don't i don't give give **** about u
品过的荆棘像禁忌的苹果
遵循着薛定谔的猫一样的思维状态
到底是死态还是活态
So listen up turn it up
每个音每个字每个秘術
每个EQ的技术
蕴含押韵的密度
不理会他们的嫉妒
承载着我的气度
Yes i knew that thing
But still i do that thing
Yeah i feel that pain
Caz im chillin' real ***** feeling
Sexy kid ******* always paint me as a
villain
But don't killing til im hitting
Im winnin yeah yeah im winnin
Young mother****in We can be flexing
Why don't we show them
All of the life there's mean to be
Young mother****in We can be flexing
Looking we taken
Better than god if u believing
Praise the lord
But you don't break the own principle
machiaola always is a Click bat
So i just wanna rastafari
Start from prairie, where is my paradise
所以你不必跟我讲 wase up bro
在这里只适合 say saino due
未经审判的死刑是侵犯**的私刑
所以那我最多再为你烧香香 sor
鲜衣怒马少年时
最是赛道好时节
Maybe you think im a sinner but i still be gorgeous
Cause i don't care ****ing with rumours
So You don't need share my demons with your two cents to degrade me
im chillin' real ***** feeling
Starting from the bottom im now everyone knows
Balling through the party homies got lotz pills in hoes
But some sorrow trynna killing full of my goals
Realizing homesick grow up since far from my Hot
Someone's words remind me of the ****s i pooed
My mamma on her grind always be my support
She told me never give up on the way u chose
It navigated me till finalize and hold the lotte
Hostility separate me from the majority goes Uno execute his own trend whatever they bows
Accurate the aim wiz Rors, they roars in knots
Focus on like hold a sword, slice mango and gorge
Like Occur naturally in a pure,
like a odour in the air
My tutor reiterates purgatory was expired Then we knob our nose a ball like the nobs
Approach the goal
And cuz we from same muthfxxkin hood