a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

kid filthy - foul lyrics

verse 1

i said drop the bluffs don’t bust for petty folk
ashamed that many souls fall short the penny roll
no peripheral, a vision that doesn’t glow
stuck in tunnel scope you fixing to bet upon
the flossing, the cars and you dealing with bosses?
the projects that project the ones who don’t blossom?
of course! you ain’t one to really work the ground
you can’t lay the ground work if the soil foul !

chorus:

you can’t lay the ground work if the soil foul (x8)

verse 2

this is the pre-ignition
asking all my brothers in disorder for a listen
give the keys up ease up for a minute
sixty seconds for a blessing that is what you getting
this my point no pitchfork, don’t be the type to lip off
each and every form of authority in this world
majority been p-ssed off, accordingly we p-ssed off
pop the cristal, official till i cl!ck off
my first four years, were felt for years
so i take on fear with all the gear till god appear and tell me this the song of the year
the art is here, got losses but a dub will clear the taunts and cheers
it’s costing, no currency to toss em
the more that we accustomed to warranties and trust funds
my worry be the outcome, we’re told to keep a hot gun
like i popped one, the god son we don’t trust funds

chorus:

you can’t lay the ground work if the soil foul (x8)

verse 3:

the mind state been a dark cave
i’m addressing my descendants with these mind games
for my sake i crave me a blind date
with a broad called destiny no child’s play
like nice skates i glaze at the right pace
ain’t no rushing when the vibe feeling lively
slight dazed always when the night breaks
don’t go blind in the light need yo sight saved
a slight change might save you from tight chains
if you n-ggas ain’t moving better migrate
eye dilate all my sense on a highway
lines break ain’t no calling out
the poetry has broken out
the goat in me was once a sheep i slaughtered for the woken route
the product of no pulling out
no honor for a sorry mouth
that bites the hand which it feeds from
i’m just tryna over see over seasons

- kid filthy lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS