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Paroles de la chanson Imperfect par 3rd JFK lyrics officiel

Imperfect est une chanson en Anglais

I've got you, under my skin
I've got you, deep in the heart
So deep in my heart
I guess you gotta get through that shit

Ain't no other way out, ain't no other way in
I know what you believe in
You a God, still a God
I'm under my skin

I'm under my skin
My vision lost, them lines was crossed, I'm taking meds to ease the pain
Bro, I'm feelin' them crackers dirty, he fightin', cases cause he love to swang
Keith Walker, a real threat, I need your unc, these times has changed

Growing up on Martha Drive, I miss you, dukes, feel I'm the blame
Pray for mama, she pray for me, she know I sin I was street raised
, I took a storm, just me and Turb, wouldn't say' a word, he laugh and' flame
Started za, that's a little money, turn to a menace, start pushin' caine

Twelfth grade, they kicked me out, nigga, losin' hope, I was full of rage
Touchdown on JFK, we was stealin' cars and duckin' Jakes
Can't fuck with us, we do it gang , bro, hittin' shots from miles away
Bailing out he slow as fuck, drake slammin' hard, it's throwin' spades

Shootin' three, watch him all hit, we blowin' heat, no Dwayne Wade
Put belt to ass, we spanking' shit, made a nigga wish, he was born a slave
JFK, that's a stamped' block, can't come through here you ain't knowLil' Day
Bro sick as hell, got quick draw, I done seen first hand blowin' off the waist

Been the biggest and stayed the realest, that's why I got love, in so many states
But fuck that, I'm with the guys, gotta have my back if shit gets strange
Too many shots, couldn't take the shit, by the time they was done, he was lookin' manged
When Turbo Jam, I was on the block, I was hittin' cars, couldn't stand a caged

Do it gang , the biggest threats can't hang with us, we never tamed
JFK gon' remain a block, can't run us out, that's where we laid
Poppin' out my post a pic , these diamonds wet that starting waves
Bad bitch, she slayed, and stand with the do it's that's to the grave

Thirty seconds is perfect time, my first two steps, fuck a nigga too late
First day back, I got in that car, I ain't waste no time, I was slidin' in Jax
Nigga see me, better keep shit pushin', when I drop that Cho ' turbo, catchin' a hat
Do it 'my stamp but went to the army, don't think shit's sweet, I still blow back

Pop out in trafficI'm shootin' like magic, three Dracs in the truck, two flicks in my lap
Dealt with the smoke, put Belt to the block, I'm a do it gang threat, a nigga that's facts
Lost lil' Prince to the beef, lil' Bruh get your sleep, any nigga say day , that's a hat
Nigga see me, don't reach for your hip, I'ma up off the rip, then give you a tag

Them do it's be ready, who the fuck want beef when a nigga getting chased by a youngin that getting a sack ,
SWANG MY DOOR
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Auteur: Monti Carson
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