g.r.4.y (uk) – audacity (remix) كلمات اغاني
[intro]
walk out with no cash on me
hit the bank, splash the casualties
still, i’ve got debts hanging over head and yet man tryna take that from me
that’s nine years of tragedy
nine years of fallacy
just bad abuse, going round like noose
am no badman, but am anger_ry
and the worlds entire catastrophe
life of fire and agony
and b_st_rds always tryna push you down, put you in the ground for a laugh
argh, g
you really shouldn’t have messed with me
boutta run the town with no vest on me
gonna paint it red with the blood they’ve shed
i’ve got no tears lеft, so f_ck empathy
so
[verse 1]
what?
who’s on what?
go on soft c_nt, then, call the plod
amma stay bossеd, hugo round the clock
you know those thots just wanted my c_ck
got their fingers twitchin’, i can see them itchin’ to diminish me of peace
but, i really been the realest; tell em what the deal is: how the f_ck we gonna sort this beef?
mac broadus when i sport this brief, that’s the calvin packin heat
make a shy b_tch manic and i been needin’ me another aubrey
drake: (“what?”)
[verse 2]
for the plaza am endorsin’, so, no; i ain’t clashin man, am warrin
am gunnin, bangin, fam: extortion
got ye nan for ransom, now you’re shooketh
that’s your crown that i have took, son
man, i made shakur proud; the culture will all be bowin’ down in awe
she ain’t knottin’ cus’ she’s never had them thought so_
it’s f_ck a tory, puttin’ in that labour
you ain’t no princess, just a b_tch with some paper hangin’ over head, throwin shade, yeah
i ain’t got no money, what a shame, yeah _ least am the one who gone make it
[verse 3]
go an’ f_ckin’ cry to daddy den’
tell the tw_t to sue, my lyin friend
i see the silver linin’ _ won’t tie the thread
be over moon if i died from cloud, ye vile cret
go peg ye dad _ like you always told
megalomaniac needs someone to control
so, he gaslights the only one he knows that see’s every line as a lie like despisin’ coke
funny thing’s: you think you’re mad
act like ye from the sticks, you’re a stickman; gas me and thats a different kinda’ scene: you won’t be seen again, are you gettin grasp?
(you’re not worth my time)
cus am after that rolex, f_ck a rolodex handed by vile runts like yourself
narcissist c_nt dont like bein stuck on the shelf by his tory daddy, who’s more than happy to ignore his calls for help
cus we all know he’s sort of tapped, i mean, he can’t just laugh; he needs to do a noncey grin
proper case, why’s he always tryna win?
get a life, get a grip and f_ckin twist
nah, am lyin, i ain’t sick, nah _ not that sick
i don’t push people to their limits, till their at the edge of the f_ckin bridge
and this the kinda b_st_rd who pushed him, actin like he slipped
need’s a f_ckin smackin, needs some damage _ need’s a f_ckin taste of what the world has to give
cus he sits there in his castle, lookin down at us like rascals, thinkin that he’s bout it; but the coward would f_ckin dip
if i grabbed the f_ckin hacksaw, went around his household _ cus am “such a psycho”; but, i’ll leave that for the tape
[verse 4]
shots fired but you’re not slidin
sittin in paradise in your uptown, private, bigman house with ye bigman vibrance _ but you’re a wimpy coward, less there ain’t no eyes there
two faced rat needs a f_ckin dent in his skull
is there trauma, memories?
that haunt? what brung the envy?
cus i gave no f_cks? cus i couldn’t?
any_
way, lets get back to the trap
sat here bangin out all these tracks
f_ck you sayin? am the bolt of this zap
magic captured right in the glass
never thought the spaz would f_ckin spas it
comin’ with the facts _ and thats a hazard
this the warnin’: better call up daddy _ cus i might just do some stuff that’ll have em all in panic
cus he’s such a ‘golden boy’ _ but we all know that he’s a rattin’, bullyin’ _____________
who just f_ckin loves some power
here’s another 48 c_nt, am bring it down yer
bought the rain, so am bringin the shower
comin’ for soul, you don’t know about calibre
extracted the cancer _ things are lookin much brighter
so dark in the snakepit couldn’t f_ckin see nout there
funny how the goat boutta silence the lambs. huh?
[verse 5]
okay, lets get back on topic:
i lack dosh in wallet _ but you lack a conscience
what’s more important: a bad friend, smelly f_nny or banging tracks to get fam in office?
you wanna cl!ck, clash or what, pr_ck?
lord know’s i been tapped _ kicked down for nothin’
you don’t know sh_t
l!ck this big bag of b_lls, b_tch
matter fact, kiss this fit ass abundance
enough of drama queens and their sick lies assumptions
read between the lines and you’d just p_ss your pants, am sure, yeah
you are not even aware of what i’ve seen _ that’s some deep, maddening trauma
maybe if i was born rich and received some steven madden goods, sir
i wouldn’t have been such a target for bullies, but, its all good now _ cus’ no one can touch me
boutta’ break this climate with a spring: global warming
oh no, there i go, going corny _ is that why they never loved me?
nah, i don’t give a f_ck about a bunch of stuck sheep
all lambs to the slaughter just for me
but, am not a b_st_rd, just couldn’t conceal the cuts deep
nothin’ but agony in a world that’s not for me, guess i’ll forever be in a f_ckin’ war
so, it’s bout time i finally run that train off the rails
back on the grind and you’re gonna know these chains like wales
f_ck a white_flag, they sent me blackmail
made the dark knight that you won’t be able to escape so_
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