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Artiste:
Apashe
Titre:
Menace
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Playin' with narcotics, the optics ain't lookin' promising Me and [?] at the [?] talking Sudanese politics Promise I'll give my all even when I'm high as the monument Messages from galaxies [?] supplyin' the confidence [?] I can't sleep [?], so much life I gotta live Tell me how you profit off of profit in the tropics I was double checkin' bank accounts in transit, man I lost it Calling everything I had Dancin' through the panic How am I gon' manage couple racks of bandage that won't stop the bleeding Nothin' in the cabinets Rappers I make [?] Split yo fuckin' cabbage I'm the truest savage Makes yo momma happy Show 'em papa's magic Show 'em I'm an addict Show 'em how to add it Crossin' me as tragic Call the devil ask him, call up Ask him, call up Ask him, eatin' off the [?] So antagonistic, product of [?] This is Paris fashion Run through the city, I'm a menace Keepin' out the [?] Take the wins and loss and equal measure 'Cause ain't no sympathy for the devil Ru-ru-run through the city, I'm a menace Keepin' out the [?] Take the wins and loss and equal measure 'Cause ain't no sympathy for the devil (Yuh, yuh) Fuck it, kill it, punch it, mash it Gettin' [?] I'ma bless me with the caption, raw action If they askin', [?] Give a fuck 'bout what ya' yappin' I'ma know you by ya' actions Pow-pow-pow let's see how fast you is Meanwhile I'm makin' the [?] Keep count if I miss You know my side and I'on look back I leave yo' ass in the past I ain't got nothin' to lose, but too much at stake How a life end up like that? I am a hustler, I beat the [?] everyday [?] I'm at the fashion week, but [?] What I fuck up my evenin' in France In a Corolla and a couple o' grams Ain't no more talkin', you still in a trance [?], platinum plans I gotta learn to stop fuckin' them fans Life is a journey and death in the end I'm really livin' the life you pretend Run through the city, I'm a menace Take the wins and loss and equal measure 'Cause ain't no sympathy for the devil Run through the city, I'm a menace 'Cause ain't no sympathy for the devil Run through the city, I'm a menace 'Cause ain't no sympathy for the devil Run through the city, I'm a menace Keepin' out the [?] Take the wins and loss and equal measure 'Cause ain't no sympathy for the devil Run through the city, I'm a menace Keepin' out the [?] Take the wins and loss and equal measure 'Cause ain't no sympathy for the devil I'm a menace I'm a menace