CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Slipknot Remix
VERSE (SWACO)
Open up that elevator lobby
The way i grip the shotty leave his homies feeling stocky
I’m hella c*cky
But really over confident
Crazy how n*ggas be the performer and the audience
Options for the optimal performance
Really not that obvious
Visions of viral moments
Make me mount wanna mount my rocket ship
I’m the pilot and plane
Trynna hide all my pain
While i try to be be less vain
But I’m built within this frame
That’s embedded in my inner thoughts
Also be the reason for these bars that I’m getting off
Lethal with the dosage something similar to fentnanyl
W's yea he really raw
But better than he think he are
VERSE(47 ROMAN)
Uh, born a black gawd
That would levitate above the asphalt
This is a last call for any n*gga thinking
They gon pass off
What you think I rap fo'
I rack like Baghdad to stack mo
You backslid dealing wit that last ho
I'm here to break the mold
Shake the hold
Create my own
Select the mode
While crack, crack, crackin Da Vinci Code
You do as your told
I'm radio rebel
Here to f*ck up the game on so many levels
I make, you embezzle
To reach me drill deeper than sea level
I see levels and turn metal
Gear solid to make a profit
Of my knowledge of the world
I acquired on this journey
To ensure not another would hurt me
Looking to paint a bigger picture
The sick get sicker and the rich get richer
I got wiser as my di*k got bigger
Driving us insane
We passing lanes
Running game for some brain
f*ck a watch and f*ck a chain
BS
VERSE(MODO)
How you doing smiley
How is school
Is you cooling smiley
You always doubted
But I always knew you do it smiley
I’m still waiting on that tape that you promised cause honest I need a get away
Just like the bank robber
My demons coming and sometimes I feel like I can’t stop’em
I know you say
That there will be better days
But this pillow liking nice
I might have to say goodnight
Cause I’m tired
Nah n*gga I’m tired
Who cares
Really n*gga who care
I can’t even lean on my momma
Sister granny or father
Im still waiting
I’m waiting these tables
People think that cause I’m nice that I won’t turn the tables
D’Angelo get off the table
My bad Ken lets get back to dis black out
I been fiening for a win
Cause Im losing from deep with in
I’m scrolling all through the gram
Facebook just to see who I am and where I am
Hoping that I’m better then such and such
Smoke a Lucy burn a blunt
Inhale
Exhale
Kush clouds
Smoke trails
That I leave
In the wind
From My struggles
Deep within
Having problems
With these women
I been making
Wrong decisions
Lately
But maybe I catch a break
Go to school graduate
Get a place
If can’t
Won't fall my n*gga I slip knot
Won't fall my n*gga I slip knot
Won't fall my n*gga I slip knot
I would be dead mislead
VERSE(AFRONOMICAL)
Passenger seat
We parked by da sidewalk, kids off in da distance
Me and Swaco twisted, like da blunts we grippin
Politicin, we buildin
I'm steady reminiscin
Back 2 dem days we was still children
Optmistic we still reachin for them ceilings
(Uh)
Da Blackest art which, many endeavor
4eva practice, improve, da sooner u'll be cleva
Dat's why I neva, understood when brought up
It's thought ov lesser
Claim dis music promotes, drugs and acts in which u
Pose da aggressor
U lecture me 4 what u see on yo TV
Open up that elevator lobby
The way i grip the shotty leave his homies feeling stocky
I’m hella c*cky
But really over confident
Crazy how n*ggas be the performer and the audience
Options for the optimal performance
Really not that obvious
Visions of viral moments
Make me mount wanna mount my rocket ship
I’m the pilot and plane
Trynna hide all my pain
While i try to be be less vain
But I’m built within this frame
That’s embedded in my inner thoughts
Also be the reason for these bars that I’m getting off
Lethal with the dosage something similar to fentnanyl
W's yea he really raw
But better than he think he are
VERSE(47 ROMAN)
Uh, born a black gawd
That would levitate above the asphalt
This is a last call for any n*gga thinking
They gon pass off
What you think I rap fo'
I rack like Baghdad to stack mo
You backslid dealing wit that last ho
I'm here to break the mold
Shake the hold
Create my own
Select the mode
While crack, crack, crackin Da Vinci Code
You do as your told
I'm radio rebel
Here to f*ck up the game on so many levels
I make, you embezzle
To reach me drill deeper than sea level
I see levels and turn metal
Gear solid to make a profit
Of my knowledge of the world
I acquired on this journey
To ensure not another would hurt me
Looking to paint a bigger picture
The sick get sicker and the rich get richer
I got wiser as my di*k got bigger
Driving us insane
We passing lanes
Running game for some brain
f*ck a watch and f*ck a chain
BS
VERSE(MODO)
How you doing smiley
How is school
Is you cooling smiley
You always doubted
But I always knew you do it smiley
I’m still waiting on that tape that you promised cause honest I need a get away
Just like the bank robber
My demons coming and sometimes I feel like I can’t stop’em
I know you say
That there will be better days
But this pillow liking nice
I might have to say goodnight
Cause I’m tired
Nah n*gga I’m tired
Who cares
Really n*gga who care
I can’t even lean on my momma
Sister granny or father
Im still waiting
I’m waiting these tables
People think that cause I’m nice that I won’t turn the tables
D’Angelo get off the table
My bad Ken lets get back to dis black out
I been fiening for a win
Cause Im losing from deep with in
I’m scrolling all through the gram
Facebook just to see who I am and where I am
Hoping that I’m better then such and such
Smoke a Lucy burn a blunt
Inhale
Exhale
Kush clouds
Smoke trails
That I leave
In the wind
From My struggles
Deep within
Having problems
With these women
I been making
Wrong decisions
Lately
But maybe I catch a break
Go to school graduate
Get a place
If can’t
Won't fall my n*gga I slip knot
Won't fall my n*gga I slip knot
Won't fall my n*gga I slip knot
I would be dead mislead
VERSE(AFRONOMICAL)
Passenger seat
We parked by da sidewalk, kids off in da distance
Me and Swaco twisted, like da blunts we grippin
Politicin, we buildin
I'm steady reminiscin
Back 2 dem days we was still children
Optmistic we still reachin for them ceilings
(Uh)
Da Blackest art which, many endeavor
4eva practice, improve, da sooner u'll be cleva
Dat's why I neva, understood when brought up
It's thought ov lesser
Claim dis music promotes, drugs and acts in which u
Pose da aggressor
U lecture me 4 what u see on yo TV
