151 Rum歌詞

作詞 : John Welch/Peter Mudge/Destin Route
作曲 : John Welch/Peter Mudge/Destin Route
Run, Ricky, run
Run, *****, run
Jump, *****, jump
Come here they come, run, run, run, run
Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk
My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
151 rum and a blunt, young ***** numb, numb, numb
And he got a little gun
A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun,
Give him a little bit and he'll get a ***** done
Son of a god, son of a *****
Son of a woman and man, son of a son
And then sunk in abyss, summon a plant
Please come with a strip
Cover my back, cover mad
Please come with the bliss
Look at the stash, JID like a magician
**** that, this some real ass s**t
I paid blood for this
Taking cheese from the government
Cereal Boxes, put the bugs in it
Hand me down then my brother brother s**t
Dont compare me to no other other ******
In the city, boy they say they ******* with you
Hibby jibbly, that's a bit disgusting but i get it
I'm full attention, full of spirit but full of s**t
Standing next to Lil Tight when that bullet hit him
S**t, I miss him
I wish that that bullet missed him, but it didn't
And since I been living with it like a sickness
Intimate, infinite rhymes, give me double time
A ticking, ticking time bomb, takin' the finish line
Look alive, look in my eyes
Look at you ****** tryin'
And you dumb, dumb better run run cause we frying em
Eastside, where ya from, from ****** wildin'
So be silent before my ******
Creep silent with street knowledge
Complete nonsense, delete comments, online, all lies
We see violence everyday in my eyes
They killing my ******, die, ***** die
Pull up with the fire get 'em ***** its eye for an eye
If we gotta ride,
**** it ***** ride for the ride for ya life
Diabolical minds, I don't mind it,
I like it, I like it, I love it
I **** wit you, you a thug, I'mma thug with you
We can knuck, we can buck if a ***** **** with you
I got love for you out the mud with you, off the muscle
Run Ricky, run, run *****, run, jump *****, jump
Come here they come run, run, run, run
Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk
My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
151 rum and a blunt, young ***** numb, numb, numb
And he got a little gun
A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun,
Give him a little bit and he'll get a *****