Brainless - Ghetts, Fix Dot'm & Wallace: Lirik Lagu, Video Musik & Konser

Ghetts, Fix Dot'm & Wallace

Brainless

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Brainless dirilis pada 20 Januari 2014 oleh F Radio sebagai bagian dari album The Calm Before the Storm

Detail Lagu

AlbumThe Calm Before the Storm

Tanggal Rilis20 Januari 2014

LabelF Radio

LanguageEnglish

Melodiksi

Level Akustik

Valence

Kemampuan untuk menari

Energi

BPM94

GAMBARAN

LIRIK

Dari

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Ghetts

Performer

Fix Dot'm

Performer

Wallace

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

RR

Songwriter

Lirik

Tell his mum I'm sorry, but when it rains

It's nothing but upper body shots to his frame

I'm bait, sonny done it for me and got away

No chase for the belly, now I've got a bigger stomach on me

No shame, I don't wanna lose pounds

No way, I don't wanna lose out

No pain, no gain

It's like being a black belt

Obama being president don't mean it's a black world

There ain't no brotherly love

We ain't brothers, we're just the same colour, you cunt

Speak my name and I'll dead that, lead at your head back

You met your match, you can bet that

It's a wrap

I'm done summing you up

I'm the reason your boy's baby mother threw up

Bally on my face, shally on the waist

She was like "you best go, my baby daddy's on the way"

And I was like "so? I was hoping he was home"

What the fuck's your baby daddy gonna say? (nothing)

Dirty Harry, .45 Cali is a bitch

I'm gonna leave his fanny on display

I give it to him like charity's the case

Tryna embarrass me's a mistake

I'll put him in the air and let gravity invade

Fix it in more, when he hit the floor, how can he escape?

My enemies talk behind my back

But they don't say nothing when they see me

I'll cock the .45 back and let them pricks know I ain't easy

I'm loopy like that

Some say I'm extremely

Dangerous, don't be courageous

You may just end up brainless

I'm in a black hoodie with black bottoms and black gloves

With some black creps, clutching a black snub

And you can catch slugs in your chest or your face

It all depends on the time and the place

And I'ma keep getting money 'til I reside in the grave

I'm the truth, I only lied in a case

But the judge still sent me inside of the cage

Where I stabbed some hench **** in the side of their face

It's '09, I ain't fighting with fists

See, my goons ain't shy with a knife or a stick

On bikes or in whips, I ain't trying to slip

I'm just tryna get rich by supplying the bricks

But I still kick off doors and fly in a crib

And I don't give a shit if I frighten your kids

9 To your wig, knife to your chick

I'm a gangster forever, pussy, know it's the life that I live

And the life that I'm living is hard

But I can't be broke, that's why I spent a couple years behind bars

But when I get out, this 6:45 I will step out

Gucci jumpsuit, Franck Muller on my left hand

And you can try and eat me, but let me warn you

There's one in the head that I'm ready to just let out

I don't mind bodying **** but I just want the cake

I can shot you a Q or a box for like 28

My enemies talk behind my back

But they don't say nothing when they see me

I'll cock the .45 back and let them pricks know I ain't easy

I'm loopy like that

Some say I'm extremely

Dangerous, don't be courageous

You may just end up brainless

Give me an O like I'm leading a cheer

I'll break it down, send it to the trap

Put some me in the air

I'm hard, I'm crap, tryna be a billionaire

Come on, the fact is Dot 'Em just raps it

Got a spiderweb trap, come on, get wrapped quick

I ain't violent, so I ain't wanted by Trident

But if you try it, I'll pull something and sky it

That's it, turn your head back like a lightie with a swag stick

Burn your head black when I light it, matchstick

Come on

I roll with the four plus I stretch, I'm Mr Fantastic

I'll move food out the scene on a mad tip

Round to the green to the east, I'm an aspirin

And I get the Ps out my cab did

My food probably moving round your team like tactics

It's just me being me, don't chat shit

War time, homie, more crime from me

How you real if you rolling with four or five phonies?

.45 Chromey, beam on the rooftop

Shoot, you'll be looking like a Beamer with its roof dropped

**** dreaming while they're walking on the road

Bro, you could be decent if you sorted out your flow

Now me? I mastered it

I'm due to be blowing up like I was suiciding in Gaza Strip

My enemies talk behind my back

But they don't say nothing when they see me

I'll cock the .45 back and let them pricks know I ain't easy

I'm loopy like that

Some say I'm extremely

Dangerous, don't be courageous

You may just end up brainless

Written by: RR

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