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mrmasala - prideful كلمات أغنية

lyrics:

intro:
(last mother f_ckin song, love you bozos)
(greggle is cooking, yeah he is)
(all sh_ts and giggles, love you guys)
(yeah)

chorus:
boots a lil too big for my poor lil feet
me and greggle won’t take defeat
mr masala, he ain’t all the heat
i just be laying in the tuk tuk in the backseat
i be heading away i be going south east
all of the curry, it’s what i unleash
i talk down the mic its just pure deciete
i talk down the mic, the money increase
i talk down the mic and i sh_t on the sheets
i be swerving thе tuk tuk i don’t like the police
thеy’re lowkey bums they don’t bring the peace
india is whacky i might sleep on the streets
yeah i love my curry i get it in heaps
i love my life but i gotta get sleep
a third of my life that i don’t get to keep
yeah it’s so crazy i’m like
(what the f_ck?)

verse 1:
holy moly i think it went kaboom
i think i’m in flow state i think i’m in the zone
i’m a lil too prideful but this a milestone
sh_t ain’t good for me i gotta atone
all of the curry i gotta obtain
i gotta find the treasure before its too late
all of my songs make me one of the greats
except ttd, that sh_t is all i hate
im so holy to the curry, call me a saint
i’m the king of all indians that was i embrace
i don’t tell the truth and i make some mistakes
this album is fire, f_ck the critiques
i’m kinda tired but i still got the freak
i’m a breath of fresh air, b_tch im unique
listen to what i say, listen to what i speak
i only preach fire every day of the week
if i’m off the curry then im finna tweak
thats one of the truths that i just leaked
yeah i never back down, i never retreat
this verse is over i know state it complete

chorus:
boots a lil too big for my poor lil feet
me and greggle won’t take defeat
mr masala, he ain’t all the heat
i just be laying in the tuk tuk in the backseat
i be heading away i be going south east
all of the curry, it’s what i unleash
i talk down the mic its just pure deciete
i talk down the mic, the money increase
i talk down the mic and i sh_t on the sheets
i be swerving the tuk tuk i don’t like the police
they’re lowkey bums they don’t bring the peace
india is whacky i might sleep on the streets
yeah i love my curry i get it in heaps
i love my life but i gotta get sleep
a third of my life that i don’t get to keep
they ask me how i do it i say “put in the grease”
(greggle is cooking)
(yeah he is)

verse 2:
sh_t is fire too hard to contain
fire fighters hate it, they wish for the rain
thats too bad but it can still be aranged
this song almost over, make sure we’re on the same page
i’m so cool, paid more than minimum wage
i got so much money i measure it in weight
then do some maths then i just calculate
i recorded this sh_t 2 days after my birthday
i love the spuds straight outta bombay
sh_t is my favourite, i’m dead like a zombie
i’m a lil too prideful i should be like ghandi
my bro touch my ass i’m like “unhand me”
mr masala freaky he a vigilante
i might get my diamonds straight from eliante
these bozos want a piece, i tell them raid the pantry
they don’t find anything, they look kinda angry

(over, it’s over guys, oh my god it’s over)
(sacred indian treasure)
(yeah)
(ya)

- mrmasala

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