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Dygora - Ghetto Spiritual текст песни

Исполнитель: Dygora

альбом: Ghetto Spiritual


A man's literally what he thinks
His character being a sum of all his thoughts
So does make me a killer and a
Does that make me a killer and a
Does that make me a killer and a ghetto boy.
My mind is finally open, ready to release
Wipe the blood from your mouth you fucking prick
Ghetto Spiritual
Buss a boy head til him dead watch me du du
Yeaaa
Buss a boy head til him dead watch me du du
Buss a boy head til him dead yeah
Fuck the chance to eat and break bread with the waste yeah
Disappear
He wants to struggle wants to persevere
But i took his soul and we disappeared back to the land of the dead yeah
Cut him up and eat him with the bread wa me say yeah
Disappear
I took his soul and we disappeared
Ghetto Spiritual
Wanna run back but you've become the prey
Spirit of death I knew she'd come for me
I can see your face, what's this familiarity
Staring at blank memories when I look at your face
Everything's so starless, bare phantom's
Gotta see the bright side so I smoke ganja
What is this system, this manner, that we live in, that you gave to us
What is your identity
The ghetto boy runs deep in me
The ghetto boy runs deep in the blood of the man who sees his failures
Don't turn your back you fucking prick
You turned me to temptations
So i
Take 2 puffs then I'm blessed, as a man thinks so is he.
Raising my adrenaline
Now I feel like I can buss a boy head til him dead wa me say Asé
He wants to persevere, took his soul, disappeared!
Ghetto boy
Ghetto man, spit that shit that gangster
Transparent remedies, Bruce Lee I flow like water
I flow like rivers running, I flow I can pick it up faster
What you know about the ghetto man
What you know about the ghetto beast
He runs on his own
He runs in the streets
All the shit he knows
Turnt him to a beast
Ghetto, Spiritual

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