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grill-e – commandments كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
too busy shitting on the bible to fight my f-cking rivals
got you rolling your eyeb-lls at my 3 day revival
it’s survival of the fittest but i don’t go to the gym
upon arrival i’m the sickest mof-cker there’s ever been
i’m ill as f-ck call me alzheimers
b-tch we blowing up like oppenheimer
i beat b-tches up on accident
my shit’s so tough you need laxative
i’m k!lling beats like a vegetable murderer
you got beef go make a f-cking burger
all my haters being blasphemous
cause i give less f-cks than abstinence
we making noise amplifying
we smoking backwoods and supplying
i got bars like a bmx
about to flow hard pms

[hook]
you write raps i write f-cking commandments
it’s me against the world what are my f-cking chances
i can’t afford to lose but winning is free
and can’t possibly win without it k!lling me
x2

[verse 2]
i’m slowly losing oxygen i’m running out of options
and i swear to god if i don’t win then i don’t want to f-cking live
you couldn’t k!ll grill-e if you had a whole army
i’m f-cking blowing up and you can’t disarm me
you wouldn’t know good music if you were hearing it right now
we chain smoking p-ss the f-cking light now
i’m stressed the f-ck out and the only thing that can stop it
is a couple grams of raw f-cking chronic

[hook]

[verse 3]
i got the headphones in with the polo on
if your music sound good i wrote the song
blunt in my hand i can barely stand
just a f-cked up kid no one understands
i could try to explain but it’s complicated
you try to start shit you’re constipated
got stabbed in the back but i’m not bleeding
inhale exhale but i’m barely breathing
can’t get to sleep but i’m dreaming
wake up feel like i’m still sleeping
can’t spit without smoke detectors going off
can’t spit without it looking like i’m showing off
smoked my first joint i was feeling funny
just want to get rich without stealing money
i’m criminally rhythmical influenced but original
like tyler i’m k!lling all talking shit you cynical
grinding like i’m on a f-cking skateboard
don’t like a lot of music but i hate yours
f-cking shit up ’til grill-e decides to retire
smoking a bowl caught my fruit loops on fire
life is unoptional like picking a card
and the real homies know who the f-ck they are
2 grams gone now grill-e’s on his third
getting f-cking stoned like 2 murdered birds

[outro]
you write raps i write f-cking commandments
it’s me against the world what are my f-cking chances
can’t afford to lose but winning is free
and can’t possibly win…

- grill e

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