Κορυφαία τραγούδια από Evil Ebenezer
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Ohh, I never wanted, no
I didn't want this for you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My heart is haunted, and I know that you know it's true
I'm gonna tell you how it started, early in the morning
I was on a plane home, coming back from Poland
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
And I'm gonna tell you that when I land
They better be hiding, somewhere very far away where I can't find them
Don't bother calling me, you're calling on my old phone
Soon as I touch down, you're running from your own home
How you gonna hide that? Why you gotta lie, Jack?
Why you gotta lie and tell me that you're gonna fight back?
But you never fire back, fire back, fire back
Yeah, you bitches never fire back
I see their faces changing, now I'm on their playlist
Used to do that gang shit, now it's entertainment
Going for that viral, like walking on a tight rope
I dont know I might blow, but they dont really like folks like—
I see their faces changing, now I'm on their playlist
Used to do that gang shit, now it's entertainment
Going for that viral, like walking on a tight rope
I dont know I might blow, but they dont really like folks like us
They dont really like folks like us
I remember when they didn't even know our stuff
Now they're in our email, trying to open up
On our shows in front row trying to hold our nuts
Nah, we gon' get this money like, fuck rapping
Went from slaves to kings like, what happened?
We're the major thing and y'all slacking
Evil made a ring, I jumped at it
It's my brother, motherfucker, I'd kill for him
6AM in Poland, you know we're still pouring
He need a bail from jail? I pay the bail for him
Pick him up at the station inside an ill foreign
Hold up, hold up, let it breathe
Ain't no one gonna fuck with our
Team, more bucks, more love on the scene
And you'll be at the theather, you can see us on the screen
Like Will Pharrel, the real Pharrel, I'm killing 'em
They say I got ADD, I need ritalin
Hoes on our dick and their skin colour cinnamon
But what you're really getting is money - we're not interested
I told NATO, "Send the record and I'll smash it"
I just gotta teach a lesson to these bastards
We're the real deal and I'm fed up with these hasbeens
They want beef? Please send me in the address
Then I'll pull up out front by myself
And pull a shotgun outta sling on my belt
Then let it sink 'til the page bring help
Trying to throw me in the bing but I dip down south
They never caught me on a camera - candid
So until then I'm on a run, I'm a bandit
Me and Evil caught a flight to Calabasas
Clean slate, two whips, new mansions
I see their faces changing, now I'm on their playlist
Used to do that gang shit, now it's entertainment
Going for that viral, like walking on a tight rope
I dont know I might blow, but they dont really like folks like—
I see their faces changing, now I'm on their playlist
Used to do that gang shit, now it's entertainment
Going for that viral, like walking on a tight rope
I dont know I might blow, but they dont really like folks like us
Writer(s): Cole Stevenson, Gaelan Bleasdale, Stuart Reaugh
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