The Ends - Rejjie Snow, Jesse James Solomon: текст песни id 38836283
I feel so lonely, I’m so sad, sad, smoking faces
I feel so scrawny, and so bony, I ain’t eating bacon
And all these rappers say they know me but I’m feeling hated
And when I die, I’m finna fly to where the grass Jamaican
And we can be some Masons, and we can study greatness
I bet the afro is black and the Panthers shall awaken
And when this evidence is evident I never shake it
I took this brand new phone, and I deleted faces
I don’t believe in Satan (I don’t)
The crucifix is painted (it is)
Yo spit this shit J, let them know what they be missin'
Aight, say nuttin'
But I mean really let them know what they be missin' (laugh)
Since '04 we be doing this shit, nigga
Trust
My boy I’m dipping through the ends, nigga, hit me up round 10
I got a ting, she’s peng and I think she got a friend
Now I’m dippin through the streets, nigga, tryna flip a key
Them niggas off a bean man, how they sleeping on the pen?
I got dumped by my ex and I ain’t tryna make amends
Being single makes some sense
We in the igloo and we listenin to Rej
All the snow got these bitches on the edge
I said them niggas isn’t me, I told her I can barely breathe
When I’m sketching over canvas, make the messiest of sheets
I feel like Ethiopian, I feel like I am king
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