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aroomfullofmirrors
aroomfullofmirrors
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Earlee Riser
Earlee Riser
Paroles/Composition
Hari
Hari
Composition
Ichiban Don
Ichiban Don
Paroles/Composition
Billymaree Duffy
Billymaree Duffy
Composition
Daylyt
Daylyt
Paroles/Composition
William Brown
William Brown
Composition
Eric Crumes
Eric Crumes
Composition
Punch
Punch
Paroles/Composition
Jrias Law
Jrias Law
Composition
Davon Campbell
Davon Campbell
Composition
Nick Grant
Nick Grant
Paroles/Composition
Nicholas Grant
Nicholas Grant
Composition
Lyric Michelle
Lyric Michelle
Paroles/Composition
Terrence Henderson
Terrence Henderson
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Hari
Hari
Production

Paroles

Fuck what you heard, my niggas lethal The wars don't end, but this ain't peaceful Namaste, we make you eagles Swear to God this shit illegal (now hold up) O-Okay Oh yeah, there he go, yeah, it's me, ho, I'm a talkin', walkin' kilo Snort some blow, go blow your nose, ho, that boy cold as below zero Big Punchino and his people hoppin' out that four-door Regal Desert Eagle to your Pico, easy money, nigga, free throw Make sure you keep close, better not speak code, make a peep, you die a snitch We come in peace, peep out the mole then make a peephole through your chest Wearin' a peacoat over the vest, most of they heroes more or less Talk to them people, they confessed, the G code is in distress I run through these hoes like Emmitt, I squeeze to the barrel Whistle at you and your missus, nigga, we workin', no slowin' business Yeah, no GMO or gimmicks, my flow like that dope, just mix it Please don't make me show the straps like Urkel with both suspenders Nah, y'all niggas not familiar, La Costa Nostra business, bruh Professional corner-benders, uh, prepare for coroner visits (Yeah) Prepare for warmer temperatures, mix a nigga, I am a chemist Prickin' our fingers, draw blood 'til you get the picture Yeah, shoot a hole through your door like a peephole, amigo Fred Segal, shop until we Seal, fly like an eagle All my friends illegal, gettin' to the green like Cee-Lo My Latinos call me "chivo", I'm the GOAT, dope rico We know we slaves in this picture, drink pitchers of Kool-Aid Who gave me these Scriptures' promises? Mama raisin' me Christian K's raisin' for cripping, went to school in the kitchens Caskets and suit and ties, L.A. Unified School District Blue district, two district, nah, you restricted from thinking, no learning shit Shot, eyes closed, cats permanent blinking Oral surgery leakin', its peak performance got the infirmary reachin' Mass capacity, blasphemy, get it jumpin' like a deacon The rose that grew from the cement, don't close the door, let a freak in This Benz is so big and sexy, I call that bitch Queen Latifah Can't creep in our sessions, sleepin', put beatings on 'em, we eat 'em Heart beatin' strong as a torpedo, seekin' hunger, no warning Yeah, shoot a hole through your door like a peephole, amigo Fred Segal, shop until we Seal, fly like an eagle All my friends illegal, gettin' to the green like cee-lo My Latinos call me "chivo", I'm the GOAT, dope rico Uh, we ain't done, we form like Voltron SOCOM, army like SOCOM, I'm so Saddam I'm so Nagasaki with the flow, Hiroshima bomb Arm, leg, leg, arm, head gone
Writer(s): Daylyt, Earlee Riser, Ichiban Don, Jrias Law, Lyric Michelle, Nick Grant, Punch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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