Sirens - Ransom: 노래 가사, 뮤직 비디오 및 콘서트

Sirens

101

Hip-Hop/Rap

Sirens은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2010년 5월 4일일에 Big Lights Entertainment에서 발매되었습니다.Lights Camera Action

곡 정보

앨범Lights Camera Action

발매일2010년 5월 4일

라벨Big Lights Entertainment

언어English

멜로디에 강한 음악

어쿠스틱 악기 중심

발랑스

춤추기 좋은 음악

에너지

BPM78

개요

가사

크레딧

실연 아티스트

Ransom

실연자

작곡 및 작사

Zurk

작곡가

가사

Diddy, what up?

Mills, what up?

Uh huh

Zurk, what up?

Lemme get up, go in on these nerds real quick

Wulf famous, Big Mike

What my fucking name really, man?

A couple things that we should get clear

I'm in some fresh gear you won't see the next year

A grip on her wrist, a hundred on her neck, yeah

Trap star, stuck up in the trap like a dead bear

Heck yeah, I'm the **** that you best fear

Let the TEC flare, leave your stomach and your chest smeared

On the concrete, let's get it on, geek

If you rap, fuck it, get your stomach and your song leaked

I'm the **** that your moms used to warn you 'bout

Know she told you "never go outside when them boys is out"

I could show you what a funeral and morgue's about

Blow your organs out, then the D's come to chalk you out

Nah, and I ain't never gon' talk it out

Pull the coffins out, twin Desis I don't walk without

You in the way, and your seed I'm making often now

Old school, fuck your iPods, bring your Walkman out

I'm just fucking with you, you know the Devil's with you

I'm the type of **** that'll smoke, drink, or hustle with you

You in the house, your moms cook, I eat supper with you

You in the room with your girl, I fuck her with you

Get in line, nerd, 'cause it's my turn

Lock 'em in the bars, verse over, time served

And this is my word, I got nine furs

Hebrew money, last name should be Steinberg

Rand Rawstein, getting more cream

I got more green than your favorite sports team

Yeah, in your dreams, that's what the whore screams

Till they see the Porsche clean, looking like morphine

And they all lean, like damn, ****

I know you rap but I ain't know you was the man, ****

But after Rand rip you, you gotta scram, sister

'Cause if you stick around, you gotta let my man twist you

I'm a degenerate with a street rhetoric

Hanging with them derelicts, in and out of tenements

You ain't got no relevance, I'm on the block selling it

I bring that white girl out the closet, Ellen DeGeneres

We could talk percentages, I ain't very generous

First of the month, you worse than pussy when it hemorrhages

I'll make you remember this, I break and dismember shit

You play with your penmanship, I'm taking your membership

Yeah, there's not a **** that could touch mine

I eat you rappers like some food, ****, crunch time

I got my knife out, standing on the lunch line

Carve a **** up with every metaphor and punchline

I'ma hustle, I don't care if it's for one dime

Call me Scarface, all you gotta tell me is one thing

I get the shit buzzing, I'm the shit, cousin

He think he Superman, I'ma call him McLovin

Haha

Mills, these **** is crazy, man

Ayy man, could I ask y'all one thing?

Could you just stop saying I was shooting anything, please?

I got a case going on, please, could you just-

It don't matter, just don't say I was shooting nothing

Don't put the gun in my hand, man

Thank you

Nerds

Written by: Zurk

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