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

Sonido


Interfaz


Nivel de dificultad


Acento



lenguaje de interfaz

es

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Apoyo   |   FAQ
1
registro de inicio de sesión
Lyrkit

donar

5$

Lyrkit

donar

10$

Lyrkit

donar

20$

Lyrkit

Y/o apoyarme en las redes sociales. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Hodgy Beats

Pink Leather Intestines

 

Pink Leather Intestines

(álbum: The Dena Tape - 2011)


[Intro]
[birds chirping]
Such a beautiful day...
Such a beautiful day, such a beautiful day
Such a beautiful day, so beautiful...
Why do I feel ugly?

I put my frozen cheese through the grater
after takin the cheddar out the refrigerator
Seasoned it, zest it, let it marinate up
Give it a couple hours and get back to it later
In the oven it goes, but I'm no baker
Open up them jaws, you will not taste the Quaker
Oatmeal, poached chill, fo'real
Go and get some floss cause it's stuck inside yo' grill
The direction of selections of the questions are collections
So before you think to step in, don't speak
When I speak you can't tell me nathan
I've been away from my pops since a child like, I was put in placement
My mother date a other cat to try and replace him
Pain only erase him, when I look in the mirror every day
I would face him, and it was when I met him
My heart, fell into my pink leather intestines

[Chorus: repeat 8X]
Pink, leather {INTESTINES}

Uhh; three o'clock in the mornin makin halfway songs
Thinkin my mom's my dad cause he halfway gone
He called me one day told me he halway wrong
I laughed in his face like this is how it belong
But callin me with bullshit, only made me strong
cause he showed his ass like a woman with a thong
I used to go crazy, call me King-Kong
I bang on my chest and be, strange like the rest of my crew
Slang for clothes and get the best kind of shoes
Mom couldn't afford 'em, she wouldn't pay for 'em
I asked if she would buy 'em she told me to pray for 'em
I was commonly known, but my thoughts stayed foreign
I never got lovin enough, like I ain't fuckin enough
He wasn't lovin he bluffed emotional stuff and I cuffed
and kept it in my chest then
Until it dropped, and moved into my pink leather intestines

[Chorus]

hecho

¿Agregaste todas las palabras desconocidas de esta canción?