BOLD - BOLDY JAMES

BOLD - BOLDY JAMES

Альбом
My 1st Chemistry Set
Год
2013
Язык
`English`
Длительность
193350

Below is the lyrics of the song BOLD , artist - BOLDY JAMES with translation

Lyrics " BOLD "

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BOLD

BOLDY JAMES

It’s Concreatures

Boldy Blocks

Brave and courageous in Detroit, Michigan

His grades is abrasions and 8ball hemorages

Straight shell cases, ARs, Remingtons

Spray fields and gages tear apart ligaments

Separatin' them gang starrs from gentlemen

Redecoratin' paint jobs and interior

It’s serious, put the pipin' on this leather seat

Let his mirror tints spider web in this V

Taco meat on your driver seat, split your lima bean

The four pound lama beamin' down him and gut him clean

When they visit him in trauma, full-body sling

His baby mama and his mama hollering, screaming

«My baby never hurt nobody why that fucking heathen

Boldy shoot him down, them bullets bothering his breathing»

Now every time that it rains he thinks about that evening

For heartache and pain, killers blame Concreatures

Bold

My trigger finger is itchy scratchy

Right, my middle finger it grip that maggy

Tight, my ring fingers embrace my gun

Yikes, and my pinky fingers anchor my thumbs

Strike, the thumb on my other hand click the hammer

Yup, my left index is ambidextrous

Left fuck you finger the reason I squoze

Put them gloves on, I’ll teach you the meaning of Bold

I ain’t superstitious but somethin' is fishy

I keep havin' dreams them officials comin' to get me

At night I can’t sleep, keep switchin' to where my chips be

Cause they’ll break the bank, take it all, leave you on empty

Can’t make a call, they tap all into your frequencies

Invade your privacy, put The Wire on your team

Can you survive the heat, indictment sheets or affidavits

Or make a statement, ratting for an occupation

Cracking under the pressure, you less than a man

Banned from the street, your best friend in the fed

Pen out of ink from all the shit you wrote and writ

In the pens out them clinks talkin' like you on a writ

Ain’t that a bitch, you done snitched

Got your partner a bid, take a cop twenty years

Still do about ten, none of his men said a word

Stayed true to the end, because he sang like a bird

They doing Jupiter years

Bold

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