Split-Screen - Paris Texas.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Paris Texas/Dilip Venkatesh/Romil Hemnani
[00:00.000] [Intro: Louie Pastel]
[00:00.353] –Die (Who wanna die, who wanna–)
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[00:01.948] [Chorus: Louie Pastel, Felix]
[00:14.983] We had to take a lil’ walk with this shit, had to figure it out
[00:19.513] Bet you gon’ fold under pressure lil’ boy when them 'flickies is out
[00:22.962] **** all that rock shit, my nigga, we letting this nigga shit out
[00:26.697]Why would I hear any backtalk when I got my shit in her mouth? (Yuh)
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[00:29.636] [Verse 1: Felix]
[00:30.166] In school I was made fun of
[00:31.241] For the way I talk my grammar
[00:32.845] I’m African like Bambaataa
[00:34.975] Bet they all love hear me now
[00:37.353] Bet them same ones lovin’ our sound
[00:38.682] Stayin’ at home was a problem
[00:40.541] I was playin’ games, wanna do albums
[00:42.139] Meanwhile my grades would suffer
[00:43.998] Ay, ay, ay, did that shit for a whole summer
[00:47.211] Now my parents thought that was a bummer
[00:49.322] And I might catch salmonella
[00:51.182] All this chicken that I touch, raw
[00:53.044] And some women that I ****ed, too raw
[00:54.634] Niggas wanna play a game, I saw
[00:56.233] Now there’s blood all over these walls
[00:58.366] Ay, ay ay, in my past life, I was an otter
[01:01.826] Where I’d backstroke in that water
[01:03.429] Overseas, hey, pardon my manners
[01:05.285] This shit magic, part of my manner
[01:07.931] This swag deep steel like armor
[01:08.728] Got blues around my collar
[01:10.056] But I still feel I gotta work harder
[01:11.664] [Chorus: Louie Pastel]
[01:12.459] We had to take a lil’ walk with this shit, had to figure it out
[01:16.709] Bet you gon’ fold under pressure lil’ boy when them 'flickies is out
[01:20.418] **** all that rock shit, my nigga, we letting this nigga shit out
[01:23.348]Why would I hear any backup when I got my shit in her mouth?
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[01:28.131] [Verse 2: Louie Pastel]
[01:28.397] Bottles on bottles on bottles on bottles, I ****ed up my kidney
[01:30.511] You talkin’ that bullshit, my nigga, my nigga, you cannot get rid’ me
[01:34.227] I cannot **** with them niggas no more, them niggas is iffy
[01:38.222] I do not **** with 100 no more, better keep it 150, uh
[01:41.669] I had no roof over my head, don’t believe in ceilings, huh
[01:45.128] Had to part his eyelids, niggas couldn’t hear his feelin’, huh
[01:48.836] Walked up in the buildin’, had one hand up on my phallus, huh
[01:52.291]Walked up in the buildin', treat this bitch like it’s my palace, huh
[01:56.306] Better come near me with good intentions, not no malice, huh
[01:59.497] Trust me, I know niggas that bang harder than a mallet, huh
[02:03.222]Give my bitch some shrooms and now she startin' to feel like Alice, huh
[02:06.666] Trippin’ gon be easy just because she think I’m valid
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[02:08.529] [Chorus: Louie Pastel]
[02:09.854] We had to take a lil’ walk with this shit, had to figure it out
[02:13.580] Bet you gon’ fold under pressure lil’ boy when them 'flickies is out
[02:17.302] **** all that rock shit, my nigga, we letting this nigga shit out
[02:19.689]Why would I hear any backtalk when I got my shit in her mouth?