Brokencyde - Fuck That (feat. Deuce) | Текст песни

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• Fuck That (feat. Deuce)

Ok we onnnnn,

we on another level, tho,

wish we were gonzo

but we ain't gonna ever go.

You've better grab a seat,

cause this is forever hoe,

this is the fuckin' life we chose

we'll never let it go!

Ok we on,

we on another level, though,

wish we were gonzo

but we ain't gonna ever go.

You've better grab a seat,

cause this is forever hoe,

this is the fuckin' life we chose

we'll never let it go!

On the way back

to the top (ohhh),

what you think I'm gonna

let you take my spot (nooo)?

This is my home,

this is my thrown,

Up on your iphone

Real shit, baby,

I'ma keep it real though,

says she wanna party

I'm just tryna chill, hoe,

says she drink,

but she's tryna hit that kill smoke,

I got what you need,

fuck what you believe!

I told you we were coming back:

BrokeNCYDE, no heart attack;

we never died, we only tried

to get back to where we started at.

Had a little trouble with the mainstream,

little bit of trouble with the old team,

try'na get back to old scheme,

just me and Mikl them OG's.

These bitches try to hate

but what they say and what they talk about

ain't nothing more than fake

so let 'em hate and watch me knock em out.

With a left hook and a side kick,

you're bitch is on my dick,

try'na get on that high tip,

we smoke loud on that hype shit.

Been rippin' shit since 98,

05 we made a myspace,

BrokeNCYDE on the front page,

first comes fame, then comes hate.

Then comes a bunch of people making up shit,

websites filled with nothing but assumptions.

I'm like fuck 'em let 'em all hate,

shoot these bullets out of my brain,

kill these lies I'm try'na maintain,

but i can't help it I am insane.

I am psychotic, schizophrenic,

let's be honest, you won't let us

get too far, go too hard:

your time is up this world is ours, motherfucker!!

All these old rappers are out,

this new music is in,

whats all the beef about,

when all you do is pretend?

You've better hold your breath

and your lady friend:

here icome again, russian roulette.

I play the game until the end

you came straight up

out of thin air.

Blank stare? Then you've better prepare

for a race yeah I'm already over here,

hit the breaks man I'm already first place

a mistake, yeah, but you'll never change that.

Means that I'ma be on stage,

you feel that, that's a bunch of anxiety,

all mixed up with a bunch of hate

for when i got motherfuckin' betrayed.

Rain, rain, never gonna go away,

bang, bang, bang, shells hitchya mayne,

dang, dang, why you mad at me,

and BrokeNCYDE fuck what you think!

You should be ashamed: call the police.

You're a rat the whole hood know that.

You see my face, you can't complain,

if you're a homo, then gimme brain!

Okay, okay, okay, okay,

lets put the past away,

lets discuss things in a better manner, better way.

Hey! Things coulda been worse,

but i killed this verse in, umm, two seconds,

schooled these kids brought 'em all to church

lemme guess you're upset and you're feelings hurt!

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