paroles de chanson / Richard Morales parole / Tf Is Dis? lyrics  | ENin English

Paroles de Tf Is Dis?

Interprète Richard Morales

Paroles de la chanson Tf Is Dis? par Richard Morales lyrics officiel

Tf Is Dis? est une chanson en Anglais

The fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this

What the fuck is alla this

Man im so tired of all this shit

What the fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this

What the fuck is alla this

Man im so tired of all this shit



Have you heard what's goin on
Shit is real fucked up
Got wars and bombs
Inflations rising
Mad shits coming on the horizon
The news lying
Life just seems so tough
I barely made it outta Florida
I couldnt afford to fuckin live
Imagine if I wanted kids, THATS CRAZY
Im barely getting any sleep
My brains all foggy lately
Almost as if my visions hazy
I dont wanna work these
Low wage jobs that never wanna pay me
That dont mean that im fucking lazy
All these wha wha Maga babies
On my teli while the hunger
In my belly tells me
Democrats the same
Its the same ol game
That they all play
Pouring weapons in by tons
Claim its peace they want ok
We need to move the streets today
Nigga fuck voting were not gonna be saved

The fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this

What the fuck is alla this

Man im so tired of all this shit

What the fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this

MOSTLY DRUMS ONLY:

I came from the bricks
On my coney island brooklyn shit
The blocks were stripped
In the 90s kid
Im a 90s kid
Thats vivid violence
With its hilights around us
Fuck the police sirens around us
My hood by the ocean
They tryna drown us
There wasnt no quiet
Around in my town
It was loud in my town
The empire state
With the rotting old crown
And the rowdy ass crowds
They calmed us all down
They legalized weed
They to prceed to keep
Gentrifying our streets
With the rising prices
Making it much harder to eat
The jungle concrete
But who are the beasts
That feast in the east
In the west in the south
Silver spoons in their mouth
Our goons should clean em out
But they chasing the bag
Is that what they bout
The gram and the clout
Fuck that bring the hammers out
That are loud
And knock em all out and
And clear em out
Take over their house
And burn it down and
Build anew we got the grout


Im walking the ground
Ready to bury em now
Im surrounded by bills
They claim im owning these clowns
I cant seem to afford
To stay healthy,
No matter how much I try to
Yo Im still round
I talk my shit
Im unhinged im unbound
By any of their limits
I dont fall for any of their gimmicks
Im proud
I see through their bullshit
Im fully equipped
To wrestle with wits
They aint ready for this
I take out their sites
Im like the eclipse
I break em all down to bits
It is my blisss
Man fuck the ruling classs
I aint scared of
None of those pricks
Im from the block
Rep that Brooklyn grit
I hit I dont miss
We used to play ceilo
I hit em with trips
Only the hood can get
Sometimes I flex
Dont fuck with me nigga,
You donna be next
Ill take a capitalist
And scrape their chest
Thats torture motha fucka
I grew up with Meth
And what wu tang said
So best protect yo neck
From gravesend to la guardia
I been in all dem projects
Before their were sets
In new york we still had
To watch for death

Im trained by Lupe
By Rakim
I listened to Nas
I never rest
I take this serious
In my head
I stand with the best
Cant take it no more
Wanna break their jaws
Im ready for war
Fuck the law
From dusk till dawn its on
My word is bond
Im a grown ass man
With an older soul
Who changes his flow
And you know im still broke
Im ready to choke
A capitalist
Take notes
Im ghost!

The fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this

What the fuck is alla this

Man im so tired of all this shit

What the fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this
The fuck is this
Droits parole : paroles officielles sous licence Lyricfind respectant le droit d'auteur.
Reproduction des paroles interdite sans autorisation.

Commentaires sur les paroles de Tf Is Dis?

Nom/Pseudo
Commentaire
Copyright © 2004-2024 NET VADOR - Tous droits réservés. www.paroles-musique.com
Connexion membre

Se connecter ou créer un compte...

Mot de passe oublié ?
OU
CREER COMPTE
Sélectionnez dans l'ordre suivant :
1| symbole en bas du téléviseur
2| symbole à droite de la calculatrice
3| symbole en bas de l'ampoule
grid grid grid
grid grid grid
grid grid grid