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Kerosene (feat. Rebel)

Carmit

Letra

    I'm coming from the west side
    You're never gonna break mine
    I was looking for a sure sign, yeah anywhere
    Tryna dribble up the baseline
    Motherfuckers wanna waist time
    Tryna tell me I can't shine
    So tell me where I belong

    With the greats
    Who would have known that could've been my fate
    Sittin' at home just tryna get my plate
    Filet mignon could never get that steak
    It took a little bit of luck, whole lotta skill
    Little bitta ugh
    It took a little bitty thug to finally grow up and then blow up

    So we're both blowin
    Here we go goin
    You blow I'm blowin you and me
    We'll burning like kerosene

    Put yo hands up, fly 'em up
    Cell phones light 'em up
    Pu-pu-put your lighters up
    And burn 'em like kerosene
    Put yo hands up, fly 'em up
    Cell phones light 'em up
    Pu-pu-put your lighters up
    And burn 'em like kerosene

    I'm talking 'bout long lines
    Not talking 'bout dollar signs
    I'm talkin 'bout a dream I had outta the bed
    Everybody wanted me to go to college instead
    But I made up my mind, your watch
    My time, my frown, my rage, my mic, my stage
    Then I stepped on the stage one time
    And the whole room burst into flames one time
    Then I heard a voice in the back of my head that said
    Never let no one change your mind
    So I said to the voice in my head
    That I never had a choice
    In my head I'll be on stage
    I could never work a 9 to a 5
    I'd rather drink poison instead

    So we're both blowin
    Here we go goin
    You blow I'm blowin you and me
    We'll burning like kerosene

    Put yo hands up, fly 'em up
    Cell phones light 'em up
    Pu-pu-put your lighters up
    And burn 'em like kerosene
    Put yo hands up, fly 'em up
    Cell phones light 'em up
    Pu-pu-put your lighters up
    And burn 'em like kerosene

    Burn 'em up like kerosene

    Why everybody wanna calm me down
    Back in the day use to call me clown
    I got a army now
    Now they really gotta problem
    Now growin up had holes in my socks
    Never really had a lot used to roll on the block
    Not knowing a lot wishin' somebody would let me in the door, but it's locked
    But I had to hold my own, bow to the thrown
    Looking at the Sun won't blind me gotta be a rolling stone
    Go in alone who'd of ever thought you'd find me

    Composição: Mike Rebel, Carmit. Essa informação está errada? Nos avise.



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