Bastard by awrose Lyrics
Nothing but the shit
Aw always wavvy
I was living this life
Fighting not waste
Ammunition cancerous
So sowing deeds I breathe
Had to fix my foundations
Evil deeds from deep
Aw
I seen my pops and for the first time spoke
"this slave-name where it come from
Read somewhere dutch or german
He like "thats foolish boy don't you spill nonesense
Deannu yeh Nzema
Wco yeh me bah
You been here so longer, son
Don’t fall short fall yonder, and
Sorie sorie sorie
Do something just wonder
Trust your father
Just 19
But How dare this niqqa try to insult me?
I don't need the man to show me
He don't even fucken know me
Blood don’t ever need to matter
When I feel that it is thicker
Looking at my bros we richer now
Biddies fiend to take a flick with Don and D
Man that shit is amazing me not long ago was bankrupt wow
How aw hit last
Still she thirst
Like am her first
Good dicking
Down wood
Deep in ya chest
A grade flex
Burning all your stress
Destress stress less
Fuck distresses
Fiening for it and shit
Ain't that a regular niqqa? Shit!
I don't make out with the ignorance
But what's the worth the soul speak
Am Hearing voices thinking thoughts
Embedded innate grimly
We conditioned to seek peak
Everybody fiening for
Glitter for the moment aw
Hating on our flesh a lot
This Melanin shine beautiful
Made for this but barely in
Was Barely ripe still killing in
Vintage styles new wave everything
Germinate surpass everything
I'm at 30% of focusing
Versery rhymes romantic tings
Take it where they can't I sing
Stand atop the maze listen
Destiny for all is one
That's a fact like am the one
Sound like aw nah ain't no one
Cannot flock fell from farther son
Aw living past 22 was
A damn accomplishment in myself
Now move her out the jects
That’d feel swell
Yes am on brother really
Tell em Yuris hiss
Heard the beat and killed hey
Told my bros i live for who ya know it
If is bullet imma take hit on the shoulder
Daga forbid rather me than you you know that
We’ll be all good for sure though
Living and laughing it is so real the ghetto
Wisdom is fraught at the bottom
We got more than, more than we dwell on
We'll be all good for sure though
Living and laughing in its real in the ghetto
It is fraught (yeah we know)
We got more than, more than, we dwell on
Aw always wavvy
I was living this life
Fighting not waste
Ammunition cancerous
So sowing deeds I breathe
Had to fix my foundations
Evil deeds from deep
Aw
I seen my pops and for the first time spoke
"this slave-name where it come from
Read somewhere dutch or german
He like "thats foolish boy don't you spill nonesense
Deannu yeh Nzema
Wco yeh me bah
You been here so longer, son
Don’t fall short fall yonder, and
Sorie sorie sorie
Do something just wonder
Trust your father
Just 19
But How dare this niqqa try to insult me?
I don't need the man to show me
He don't even fucken know me
Blood don’t ever need to matter
When I feel that it is thicker
Looking at my bros we richer now
Biddies fiend to take a flick with Don and D
Man that shit is amazing me not long ago was bankrupt wow
How aw hit last
Still she thirst
Like am her first
Good dicking
Down wood
Deep in ya chest
A grade flex
Burning all your stress
Destress stress less
Fuck distresses
Fiening for it and shit
Ain't that a regular niqqa? Shit!
I don't make out with the ignorance
But what's the worth the soul speak
Am Hearing voices thinking thoughts
Embedded innate grimly
We conditioned to seek peak
Everybody fiening for
Glitter for the moment aw
Hating on our flesh a lot
This Melanin shine beautiful
Made for this but barely in
Was Barely ripe still killing in
Vintage styles new wave everything
Germinate surpass everything
I'm at 30% of focusing
Versery rhymes romantic tings
Take it where they can't I sing
Stand atop the maze listen
Destiny for all is one
That's a fact like am the one
Sound like aw nah ain't no one
Cannot flock fell from farther son
Aw living past 22 was
A damn accomplishment in myself
Now move her out the jects
That’d feel swell
Yes am on brother really
Tell em Yuris hiss
Heard the beat and killed hey
Told my bros i live for who ya know it
If is bullet imma take hit on the shoulder
Daga forbid rather me than you you know that
We’ll be all good for sure though
Living and laughing it is so real the ghetto
Wisdom is fraught at the bottom
We got more than, more than we dwell on
We'll be all good for sure though
Living and laughing in its real in the ghetto
It is fraught (yeah we know)
We got more than, more than, we dwell on