Struggle - Satelites (ft. Yelawolf & Ounze Zilla) | Текст песни

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• Struggle
• Satelites (ft. Yelawolf & Ounze Zilla)

ZILLA VERSE 1
When the hammer hits the pin
U can't duck, So u mother fuckers better put your hands up, u hate the Phoenix room illa, come & get the Killa from a known drug dealer, all my life been plantin seeds, been down on my luck but now I'm back on my feet, now days my grass is greaner money back if there's seeds in the diesel. Reapin the benifits of a fruit from a crop, grown up in the attic up under kilowatts, new city next show new watch, coast to coast and then back to the block, outside the box, Thinkin over night flights and private stocks, tell her get it wet than ride my cock, I'm Thinkin of money when I'm lookin up at the clock, hustle hard for the ends I'm bout to get, I'm livin now growin old with no regrets, really wanna do it, don't talk just kill em, I ain't hard to find bitch, @1zilla, get the "K" with the hell fire n I ride out, send a hundred 7.6.2's thru your hide out, killin the witness's so the cops don't find out so fly on the rise, sky bound.. I used to be Thinkin bout makin money of the books, now I'm handlin bussiness I graduated from a crook I don't have no patience, or idle time to be wasting, get to the money thru navigation in my space ship, I don't wanna talk bitch loop my beat wipin the fingerprints off of 223's, I'mma felon already still gotta pay my lease, I'm tryin to figure whose watchin m who moved my cheese..

DRUM MAJOR HOOK
All of my life
Planted seeds
In the spotlight I'm gonna be
Now we're up so high outter space
Satellites
Get up, get up, get, get up, get up, get down

YELAWOLF VERSE 2
Pray for the people, pray for the people, yea mother fucker I'm awake n illegal we drivin a caprice in the streets you better stay on the sidewalk cause I'm evil, when I take a sip of jack I'm an eagle, soar thru the club like I don't see u, yea what ever, nice to meet you, fuck you I don't really care or need you to be a fan or shake my hand or tell me I'm the man cause I'm off the needle, cause I brought a earthquake to the birthplace of jay z & them village people, New York never seen me comin, cops in the park never seen me runnin, treat a rapper like a pussy hole, fuck EM all, fuck EM raw, I don't even need a woman, no homo, girls jumpin up outta cars for me, go bozo, had to get it all for myself, cause nobody was ready to stand up I go so low, used to be where them goes don't go, now they wanna roll, n I'm like no ho, oh no bitch better get a dildo, better yet, pull a dollar out your bill fold
What u got on my gas, I mean for real, ima dirty white boy, Rollin with a buncha white boys in west Nashville, that's real., that's real that's still my roots, and I got mud still on my boots, and I might sneak into your livin room steal your broom and leave my tracks for proof, the track is proof

HOOK

STRUGGLE VERS 3
No poker face, I'll show you what card I play, do u really wanna see what's up my sleeve besides my Cartier, it's hard to say what you would do on my block, u couldn't walk in my shoes so why the fuck you wearin my socks, my team has been here, my people are pioneers, now I'm surrounded by a buncha fake smiles, veneers, that Lear jet still isn't here yet, they runnin blind cause they can see that ima clear threat, put your hands up, bubba this a stick up
Ima breath of fresh air... Hick up
No pick up, miss us with that okie doke
Outlaw till I croke your heart is softer than an artichoke, I'm okay buddy, I can buy my stake, cause when this cheddar comes I don't want you eatin off my plate, I'm not irate I just take pride in my shattered life, I'm up so high you can not see me, Satellites

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