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Paroles de la chanson The Thin Grey Line par $uicideBoy$ lyrics officiel

The Thin Grey Line est une chanson en Anglais

Back in the house with a '94
(You did good $lick)
Grey, Grey Five Nine
Grey, Grey Five Nine

I-I-I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (uh)
Rose gold on my bitch, lookin' like her name Mercedes (yeah, yeah)
I need a ho who down, one who'll ask, "What up ladies?" (what up?)
Switched out the friendly smile but a face that reads "Fuck you, pay me" (good to beam up, Scotty)
I got rabies, I just overdosed off coke and dope, I know they hope I die (yeah, yeah)
My back is achin' from holdin' the underground down ever since we dropped High Tide (sheesh)
Standin' in my grave like I ain't 5'9 (GREY)
One more minute 'til the hours done, I'll take my time
Fake my pride
It's really all about state of mind
Reality reflected the state of your nervous system, listenin' in on your bitchin'
It sounds like it belong in the kitchen, I ain't got time, nah
$ui-suicide
Made a whole culture that's based on dyin' (yeah)
Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line

Wetto in that TRX, higher than the upper deck
The way she suck my dick, I'm rubberneckin' at her rubber neck (yeah)
Christians holler, "What the heck?"
I call me to cut my check
Overdosin' off the dope and still ain't feelin' nothin' yet (good to beam up, Scotty)
Glock-19 with the red dot beam
Fuck rappin', when I'm shootin', I'm at my best
Police come, take the AK out, aim that motherfucker straight right at his chest
Talkin' about killin' got my dick gettin' hard
Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more
When they bury me, put the scripts in my jacket
Hoes in my casket, think I need four (yeah, yeah, whoa)
Oh, oh, oh, walkin' this beat, face lookin' like ain't nothin' I ain't seen (whoa, whoa)
Dogs in my lungs every time that I breath
I'm a fiend for the war, I'ma breed what they can't be (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Say what I mean, lie when I speak (whoa, whoa)
If an opp die before we can meet (whoa, whoa)
I'll catch them in hell and I'll send him to heaven (whoa, whoa)
Not even his God can fuckin' protect him (whoa, whoa)
Got bitches that love me that I don't remember (whoa, whoa)
My gang members around me in every direction (whoa, whoa)
It's $ui

Grey, Grey Five Nine
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Auteurs: Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux
Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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