Tag: Kevin Costner

Mund De Carlo – Nej Lyrics

Selvrefleksion Det sundt for sindet at gemme sig for solen Lukkede persienner hele ugen Fisker en LP fra reolen, prøver at glemme støjen fra hjemmetelefonen Forventer ik noget, for venter ik nogen Det her rodehovedet har modet siddende på sit X-kromosom Eksplosion af ærlighed til de onde sender en drone Sætter mig på stolen fluen sætter sig på væggen Alt over fem skridt fra stuen er en besættelseszone Af tumper der prøver at slikke sig selv på tennisalbuen Jeg ved ik hvem der kan bruge en Person der ik tør at sige fra, så jeg er blevet lettere immun Overfor presset skal ik bevise mere Tid til at mærke mig selv og insistere Har det fint lige her Uden bivirkninger fra JA-hatten For det der trækkes op af den er kun konfliktflugt og klicheer Derude dater de sin dårlige vane Popper en ipren, fi...

Montana of 300 – Monster Lyrics

Play this song [Chorus] I’m a monster, the streets made me a monster I got my guap up, green on me like Blonca You see I’m clean but that don’t mean you can’t get mopped up I keep the Glock tucked, play with me get boxed up [Verse 1] Before the rap I was the plug, I’m who they copped from Had lil bro selling pounds for me when I got locked up I used to pray the neighbors never called the cops up Streets ain’t no game, been moving weight like I’m E. Honda Don’t make me pull up on you, shooting like Black Mamba You gon’ need Jesus, God, a vest and Kevin Costner After I dump, I leave him slumped, fucked up his posture Step back like Harden, cook his top ’til I see pasta I had to go through some crazy times Witnes...

Nines – Love 2 The Game (feat. Hudson East) (One Foot Out Album)

[Verse 1: Nines] If I make her my chick, I might ice her off I wasn't always livin' like a boss I went through a Burberry phase Blacked out like a goth Probably been through more windows than Microsoft Now I'm flyin' straight, soon won't have to sell packs again Plus I'm 'bout to get this rap money that I don't plan to spend School days, I wasn't doin' chores Ironic, mum searchin' my room cuh' I was going through them draws Can't afford to miss a few calls And shouts to my nigga W for givin' me a through ball 'Cause all I used to do was unwrap packets Now I'm 'bout to be in the fifty percent tax bracket Still roll through any hood, tell Fatz clap it Big ting, even if it grazes you a man's cabbage Uh, certified trap star gettin' paid when I record a track And I still can't ...

The Weeknd – Sidewalks (feat. Kendrick Lamar) (Starboy Album)

[Verse 1: The Weeknd] I ran out of tears when I was 18 So nobody made me but the main streets 'Cause too many people think they made me Well if they really made me then replace me Homeless to Forbes List, these niggas bring no stress I feel like Moses, I feel like I'm chosen And if you ain't my nigga then your girl single to me I don't give a damn if a nigga said he knew me Grew up with no father so nobody ever "son" me My flow too sick, Kevin Costner couldn't touch me I know you wish that nobody ever love me I feel useless when I'm never making money Well, this the life we always fantasized Rich folk problem through a Queen Street nigga's eyes Every time you see me pulling up in Aventadors Just know we been grinding on them sidewalks [Hook: The Weeknd] Sidewa...