Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Klang


Schnittstelle


Schwierigkeitsgrad


Akzent



Schnittstellensprache

de

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
registrieren / anmelden
Lyrkit

spenden

5$

Lyrkit

spenden

10$

Lyrkit

spenden

20$

Lyrkit

Und/oder mich im sozialen Bereich unterstützen. Netzwerke:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
The Jacka

Never Blink

 

Never Blink


This that new shit nigga
Follow my lead bitch

[Verse 1: Jacka]
I prolly smoked alot of hop in my weed befo
And it made a nigga crazy but I'm loungin tho
Niggas hope that they gun stay from round me yo
Call up cause be like "blood need a pound of that dro"
Times is gettin hectic man I'll pay you back later
Fightin a case cause ya boy done went to school with a kata
I felt nothin man it's really nuthin
It's been so long since Jacka felt somethin
I keep comin with lines that keep numbin ya face like coke lines
She keep hummin the background, what that sound like?
Shit, I shoulda stayed in school or somethin
Now I'm fresh out the county huntin down my runners
You feel me?

[Chorus: x2]
[Jacka:] I, hit the block high
[J. Stalin:] make the song cry
[Jacka:] got the eyes of a snake
[J. Stalin:] never blink never cry
[Jacka:] I, only move weight so I can live one time,
I'm a real nigga you can hear it in my rhymes

[Verse 2: J. Stalin]
Today I opened the paper
Seen about 5 of my niggas, 2 got hit with a kata
2 got hit with a nine 1 in critical condition
Plus they found my niggas mama on the shore with that fish
That's why I smoke alot bo in blunt & I
Pull the ski mask down hoppin out the suicides
I'm on a suicide, don't really care if I die
Cause so many of my niggas done died, & it's like a jungle
Sometimes I wonder how I keep from goin under
Plus these mothafuckas keep, stealing my bundle
But I'm a nutso, from west o you must know
Catch me in a Marauder with ya baby mama
I'm a baby gorilla got banana clips for the drama
Knock a nigga off than feed him to the piranhas
Gotta be around for when my son come out my baby mama

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Dubb 20]
Man my life ain't no walk in the park
I spent many nights alone, in the cold, lost in the dark
Me & my sister, nothin but death can break us apart
Inside I'm superman ain't nothin breakin this heart
Yeah mama ain't raised no punk, taught me the basics
Never graze shit, whenever it's funk
Taught me to reign shit, take shit, whenever I want
And if a nigga like "whassup? ", then leave him with lumps
That's exactly what I do, follow my mamas rules
Of e, not d, cause that's what my mama use
I'm thuggin dude, I drug abuse, look at me
I'm from the gutter why the fuck should I be happy?
My hair nappy, plus I grew up broke,
And I'm still livin broke, what I grow up for?
I wish they never had me shoulda let me go
If you feelin how I'm feelin yo let me know
Might twist up some rope & just let me blow
Rob make the beat hot & just let me flow
The dope I chase the hood boys know my face
I'm runnin stuck in place, man there's no escape

[Chorus x2]

Erledigt

Hast du alle unbekannten Wörter aus diesem Lied hinzugefügt?