azlyrics.biz
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 #

the kill joy - cat and mouse lyrics

Loading...

[verse 1]
these days i can’t complain much, more time i won’t even say much, if you’re a friend of a friend and you’re bopping the ends, then i assume you’re using a stainless. you can’t tell me the pain in my chest is painless, the rage been making me famous. all the man i was calling the mandem got blood on their hands and their shirts aren’t stainless

big man how you side with a b+tch cross hair on a stick, don’t call me a ++++++. i’ve been holding my tongue for ages, bait out all you f+cks on stages!
be bliss that i’m not at that stage yet, my patience gеt tested on numerous occasions. jokе man quit all the staging, get me done for my occupation

more time, you’re not even bad, better drop that zoot and hennessy. if you wanna get charged, gonna call hr, i’m charged off double a batteries! rude boy them palms look sweaty, don’t play victim billy and mandy, i never was claimed i’m bad, so how am i charged with assault on battery

[chorus]
these days i gotta show love to my maj, she said “to have zero doubts”. bit hard when you’re stuck in a maze, running about like cat and mouse. them times i thought i was losing my mind, i never made my old man proud, when i think back how i got this far, i was writing bars till my time runs out

[verse 2]
told mum i’m starting to making i be painting like vince van goth. more time i’m painting a picture and that picture’s the occasional shot, school kids bopping about in forces, i was bopping to the shoes zone shop
i made bread off these ankle swingers, you concern what your parents got!

i shot what i got but i never made millions, something like trapstar, keep it a secret. they say “k!lljoy moves like a f+ckboy” but this f+ckboy does actually beat it. all these white boys hate on my black ass, cause my black ass got too much season
if you ask me, pree all the f+ckery i ain’t playboy and i don’t play hearts

but my ex wanna make this personal, she scored hard but i saw no darts!
spent seven and a half in a holding cell for your lies to never get far. too much bs and they fold like a ds, when i spark up and i get too charged

[chorus]
these days i gotta show love to my maj, she said “to have zero doubts”. bit hard when you’re stuck in a maze, running about like cat and mouse. them times i thought i was losing my mind, i never made my old man proud, when i think back how i got this far, i was writing bars till my time runs out



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...