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Michael South - Eternity (Remastered)
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Michael South
Michael South
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Буриков Михаил
Songwriter

Lyrics

Tonight In the city with homies I'm blessed Stoned up don't look back All of these rappers - a mess (I'm humble you stumble) It's a feasible task Show me what's under your mask Ugly boys getting clapped They got no clue where I'm at Run it back run it back In the city with homies I'm blessed Stoned up don't look back All of these rappers - a mess (I'm humble you stumble) It's a feasible task Show me what's under your mask Ugly boys getting clapped They got no clue where I'm at Run it back run it back Came from the fucking southside Warm capitol Doors closed for people seeking hope with me They act fanatical You are identical True homies skeptical Rap not digestible My style exceptional White motherfucker out nowhere Booming wrecking it Only As we rolling tonight Homie Kicking sipping that sprite Holy Caution caution she tight Slowly Better know I might bite Know she Likes when it's right Stoney Up in her vanes Rolling Till midnight Lonely Let me ignite Oh jeez goddamn Look at me look at them I just want that M (Yeah) Swerving till I damned (Ugh) Fucked her, it was planned Feeding all my fam (Huh) Told you I'm the man (Ugh) Blessings came with bands Tonight In the city with homies I'm blessed Stoned up don't look back All of these rappers - a mess (I'm humble you stumble) It's a feasible task Show me what's under your mask Ugly boys getting clapped They got no clue where I'm at Run it back run it back In the city with homies I'm blessed Stoned up don't look back All of these rappers - a mess (I'm humble you stumble) It's a feasible task Show me what's under your mask Ugly boys getting clapped They got no clue where I'm at Run it back run it back (Woo) Used to run for the sport Used to ball on the court Watch me fuck up their joints (Watch me) Handles and D on the point (Huh) Now my D all she want (Yeah) She wanna go shop at the mall (Ugh) Baby don't need no Balmain Avoiding blots she need coverall (Hey, Yo) Who's got a light Another one Tobacco so light What's for the plans Too many flights Money on sight future so bright Got an invite from my lady in white Hands full of bands them feds are polite This time around I be feeling alright Feeling alright join the night Stand by I'm a dope guy Killing all spies make them all cry Got them red eyes But I act wise Start my own brand Run a franchise With my allies Ain't no surprise I swish and I hoop Couple times with my troops And I hop in my coop and tonight In the city with homies I'm blessed Stoned up don't look back All of these rappers - a mess (I'm humble you stumble) It's a feasible task Show me what's under your mask Ugly boys getting clapped They got no clue where I'm at Run it back run it back In the city with homies I'm blessed Stoned up don't look back All of these rappers - a mess (I'm humble you stumble) It's a feasible task Show me what's under your mask Ugly boys getting clapped They got no clue where I'm at Run it back run it back
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