• 標題:Silent Hill (Explicit)
  • 歌手:Kendrick Lamar;Kodak Black
  • 專輯:Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers (Explicit)
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    Silent Hill (Explicit) - Kendrick Lamar (肯德里克·拉马尔)/Kodak Black
    Lyrics by:Craig Balmoris
    Composed by:Craig Balmoris
    Kendrick Lamar:
    Why oh why oh why oh why you keep f**kin' with me
    You gon' make me jump out my skin believe me

    Push these n***as off me like "Huh"
    Push these b***hes off me like "Huh"
    Pushin' the snakes I'm pushin' the fakes
    I'm pushin' 'em all off me like "Huh"
    Pushin' 'em all off me like "Huh"
    Yeah
    Aha I be immune to s**t
    Aha
    Tuck in the broom and s**t
    They want to assume and s**t
    Know you a choke my assets are close
    I hide like the moon and s**t
    Know the results the ballot is in and I'm about to boom again
    You funny dawg
    Peek-A-Boo can't hide behind your money dawg
    A week or two I meditate on runnin' lost
    Swerve swerve swerve shake the currents off yeah
    Pushin' them all off me like "Huh"
    Head up chest out
    Silence I'm stressed out
    Shh be quiet I'm stressed out
    Stressed out stressed out stressed
    Pick my daughter up she need all the love
    I need all the love I mean all of us
    It's like six o'clock b***h you talk too much
    You makin' it awkward love
    I mean it's hard enough I mean it's
    Kodak Black:
    They don't f**k with me even if they could
    Pull out the stick hit a b***h with the wood
    First to park Rolls Royce 'vert in the hood
    Don't worry about us over here we good
    The AP roman numeral
    Everywhere I go I need pharmaceuticals
    I ran my whole conglomerate
    I was just mappin' s**t out in the cubicle
    Suicide coupe was a funeral
    Trackhawk launch like a slingshot
    Big ole ruby diamond on my pinky finger
    That b***h look like a Ring Pop
    Money on my mind money on your head
    Can't rap three times while you comin' through the jets
    Red cross cap a n***a fade
    In the studio with K. Dot fresh out the feds
    Yeah you n***as can't stand the rain
    You n***as don't stand a chance
    Yeah shuffle like candy paint I spend a band on a Benz
    I caught a b***h off a Google app
    I'm the type to kill my shooter weapon
    I had to survive off a tuna pack
    Five percent tint on the wood like "Who was that"
    Cu Tang caught n***as mad
    Beat the d**e with a fork
    I'm whippin' up Sudafed I'm doin' scams in the lab
    Every Thursday girls they spendin' time with my daughter
    Make me go harder
    Every Sunday Service they teach my boy to be a man
    I ain't have no father
    Fell in the love with the block I ain't have no park
    Just a sawed off shotgun Mossberg
    We stackin' that money up proper
    Opp with diamonds look like marbles
    Audemar water aqua beatin' the block up 'til we spout 'em
    I don't want your ice boy I want your life
    But f**k it I might still rob 'em
    Yo
    It's all laxed I'm stressed out
    Stressed out stressed out stressed out