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Survivor
Yeah Product of the
dirt, I
was bottom feeding Fighting with my demons [?] outside 'em steeples Heathen seething, bubble boy trouble Me no struggle, seeing creatures creeping rubble on the
ruins of my life Street witches mixed with [?] Wiccan scriptures Seeing visions on these project walls (Yeah) My music ecosystems have no projectiles But where are we now? Tear it down, swear I
don't give a
fuck If it's black or it's white It's a
class that we fight when you can't fill your stomach And that hunger keeps your ass up at night, I'm not asking what's right (Right) When drug dealers cope, villains hope Stealing, dealing [?] when the
government supplies it And they call it war on drugs, rappers get your cuts, uh Incarcerate you so the
prisons all get paid While these rappers spitting bars, shit all I
see is shame They tell you to get money, do whatever for the
gain You just gotta burn your soul and sign your letters for the
fame I
don't glorify the
violence (Nah) but I
know I'm dealing harm (Yeah) Knowledge is a
weapon so I'm out here dealing arms, yeah I
been feeling like I
ain't high yet But still I'm on this jet back in mileage They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a
survivor Spiral down, I
sink so low Falling down, I'm on my own Falling down, I'm all alone Crash into the
floor What the
fuck you gonna say to me now? Where were you when I
was breaking down, living in this vacant house? Cold winters, absolute zero in my bank account If life is like a
game, I'ma play it with a
flagrant foul (Hoo) We are not the
same, I
walk and shake the
ground (Hoo) Come at me, you'll get exposed like the
naked mile You should probably take a
towel, but bet that you gonna throw it in the
ring If you challenging the
king, gotta face the
ground All this stress I'm under, it's no wonder you can't text my number Getting rest ain't never quenched thy hunger Haven't slumbered for the
past five summers, not a
bummer That's the
reason [?] that I
bat nine hundred I'ma do shit I
know, growing up life never gave anything to me but lows I
been on rocky roads, was living in hospitals, I
was in shock alone Though I
suppose that I
had a
lot to show 'Cause I
would go and jot these poems down, I've grown now unstoppable I
been feeling like I
ain't high yet But still I'm on this jet back in mileage They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a
survivor Feeling the
hurt, it worsens, I
been cursing, cursed with burdens Feelings immersed in verses, mercy churches splurge on hearses Murdered in cursive, worship service death a
certain devil Worshiping sermons, blur the
chorus as these Norsemen of my core march for war My bad if I
speak in metaphors for you (Yeah) I'm just praying to my father like an orphan do They say life's a
bitch [?] I'm just tryna give you sense that's affordable Gas prices keep rising, heat climbing These times are declining, war inspires these crises Hate, sirens, violence in the
skies, I
am deep diving (Diving) Been through hell so I'm vibing as the
heat climbing (Yeah) I'm just sitting on the
edge where the
mammoths lay (Ay) I
know I'm 'bout to blow, I
got a
hand grenade If I
examined fate, man, they in a
panic state Checking in for two, see if [?] got the
[?] If there's a
line, I
cross it, I
ain't lost it, run this shit I
bossed and flossed a
marathon so caution, Knox will leave you nauseous Knox is hot, I
reap [?] taxes [?] office I
don't mean to be this heartless, fuck the
club and diamonds I
bring spades and coffins I
been feeling like I
ain't high yet But still I'm on this jet back in mileage They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a
survivor I
been feeling like I
ain't high yet But still I'm on this jet back in mileage They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a
survivor I
been feeling like I
ain't high yet But still I'm on this jet back in mileage They told me know my role or get silenced Whoa, I'm a
survivor
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