CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Rope

Tale of a rope swinging
Tale a neck ringing
Tale of a grave digging
Tale of a late killing
Tale of king
Tale of god
Tale of a f**king disease

B*t*h I can hear it
B*t*h I can see it
I hope it’s coming for me

Cutting up kilo
When I feel low
I ain’t f**king with nobody
Got a ratchet to the peephole
Ay
F**king up the deal
That illegal
I ain’t f**king w my life
I’m getting loaded desert eagle

Puking while I’m dripping
Of the rock
I been keeping it inside
But the pain won’t stop
Ay
F**king with me heavy when I pop
Give yo a** a couple weeks
Not a word pin drop
Ay
Huh
Square up get f**ked
Bully bully with the pump
Trashman gonna dump
Trash gang level up
Pill bottles on the floor
I been wanting more
I been feeling numb
Still using like a w****
I been wanting war
Steady with the drum

CHORUS:
Tale of a rope swinging
Tale a neck ringing
Tale of a grave digging
Tale of a late killing

Tale of king
Tale of god
Tale of a f**king disease

B*t*h, I can hear it
B*t*h, I can see it
I hope it’s coming for me

I don’t wanna hear your f**king pity
Spit up my on d**k it’s all the benefit
I need to f**king help me
L f**king test me
Iron grips like tearing flesh from teeth and gritting
I ain't been away I just been hearing screaming ears is ringing
Demons empty out my body
Wear me just to f**king haunt me
With the sh*t I do
The mirror I used to look
Stands abused
I’m mangled beaten bloody
Body dangles
From there throats
Like what’s the damage
I just did what I was f**king told