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Up In Smoke

 

Up In Smoke

(альбом: Brain Invaders - 2019)


I am battle tested twice, arrested
Think I'd never wanna come down, you guessed it
Well, rested, God blessed
And they keep to being too fucking dope, I confessed it

'Cause there ain't no rest for the wicked when I kick it
Burn the evidence like a tricky (Tricky)
'Cause there ain't no rest for the wicked when I stick it
Danger imminent, this is it, kid

We ain't got no place to go
We ain't got nothing to show
But if you don't gather, we don't care
Watch it all go up in smoke (All go up in smoke)
Yeah, we got no place to go
We ain't got nothing to show
But if you don't gather, we don't care
Watch it all go up in smoke (All go up in smoke)

Elevated too 'cause I'm faded
Coming off smooth 'cause my rhymes are lubricated
X-rated, sophisticated
Chrome to the dome and the shit is gold-plated

'Cause there ain't no rest for the wicked when I kick it
Burn the evidence like a tricky (Tricky)
'Cause there ain't no rest for the wicked when I stick it
Danger imminent, this is it, kid

We ain't got no place to go
We ain't got nothing to show
But if you don't gather, we don't care
Watch it all go up in smoke (All go up in smoke)
Yeah, we got no place to go
We ain't got nothing to show
But if you don't gather, we don't care
Watch it all go up in smoke (All go up in smoke)

Click, clack, I say fuck that
Coppers on the line shout, hootie-hoo, then I hook back
And grab my backpack and feel my back crack
All the pressures of the world making contact
We all low ride, we carry no knives
I got a bike and it glow so I go ride
Ride around as the wheels so round
We go, ride around, check my bicycle glow

We ain't got no place to go
We ain't got nothing to show
But if you don't gather, we don't care
Watch it all go up in smoke

Yeah, we got no place to go
We ain't got nothing to show
But if you don't gather, we don't care
Watch it all go up in smoke

Yeah, we got no place to go
We ain't got nothing to show
But if you don't gather, we don't care
Watch it all go up in smoke

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