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Artiste:
J.L. Of B. Hood
Titre:
Sos
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There's no reason to hide There's nowhere you can run You can yell as loud as you want You can shoot off your flare Good luck, nobody will call There's no one around here SOS, scream at the top of your lungs Sorry, but you're too far gone There's no rest for the wicked, [?] No one hears you down here No one hears you down here Everyone around here Screaming 'til I strip my throat Cracking like I missed thy note Acting like I missed my boat Think I wanna feel like this? I don't Stuck up in the house, ain't a roach to smoke They say they coming through, but hit me with the okie-doke And it is where I don't belong, cold I just sat in front of Pro Tools for 12 hours, I'm old Don't feel like touching the stove Just mope around in my robe Go stand in front of a map and stare at the fucking globe Like I'm about to run out and none of them even know it Was supposed to be out the trap, cherishing every moment Boarders won't let 'em through, niggas' just scared of COVID Was looking at school when thinking 'bout re-enrollment Instead it could be the day of atonement Know you still running from it, I own it There's no reason to hide There's nowhere you can run You can yell as loud as you want You can shoot off your flare Good luck, nobody will call There's no one around here SOS, scream at the top of your lungs Sorry, but you're too far gone There's no rest for the wicked, [?] No one hears you down here No one hears you down here Everyone around here Lone wolf that is mistaken Deserted, is unworthy and just stay blunt The lack of an audience really gets strainin' Got me tapping the microphone like "Is this thing on?" Self-quarantine, I been quaran-taining But these idol hands searching for some sort of entertainin' I been isolated, what's understood doesn't need explaining I concluded in solitude of mind that so many faking Yellin' at a veil is embarrassing Couldn't fake the man, never ended well in the [?] Tell 'em I'm legit because they're not even aware of it Never comprehend, you too quick to make a comparison Quit it, nigga, nobody's willing to sympathize Would you be better off the sooner you realize? Ain't no use in choosing sides Word they say [?] new highs We need to remove the disguise There's no reason to hide There's nowhere you can run You can yell as loud as you want You can shoot off your flare Good luck, nobody will call There's no one around here SOS, scream at the top of your lungs Sorry, but you're too far gone There's no rest for the wicked, [?] No one hears you down here No one hears you down here Everyone around here