Nino Bless - #Audiotrip lyrics

rate me

Feat. Jarren Benton

The government lies and the hood stays blind

All the South Side and the city is a ghetto

But the dollars only put it in the desk

Or in the wound, you were ready?

Oh, the devil wait. That's so complicated

Ok, innie, minnie, miny, moe

Tinny, minnie minds think they're fresh

Cause they are buying clothes

Hold up, oh, shit

I am in a goat dead, like in Romo

Rolls I pick, I go solo

Like jack and some homeless folks

I am soaked in a coma

Eat bollaz, sick!

Your cancer cells love coca cola soda

Man, shut the fuck up with this bullshit!

"Sorry, try again!"

Versache, Versache, before I couldn't sneak

In the cracks, was so tiny

But since I've been rhyming

So golly that I'm dilated

Like an iris on Miley Cyrus

To Molly's

I just embody Tyson’s prime with a karate

Black belt, these raps is felt and hit your chest

Like having some sake with fish and wasabi

Add a hibachi

I am captain in Sammy(?)

Add fact: never sleep, no

So it's back deep fold, need those alarms

I be smoked, look at me, word

And in the name of Heaven

I am chasing this rolf

I could escape from the gates of hell

But cannot escape myself

Christ was a carpenter, Nina was a harbinger

Anita Bob got your attention

Like a swastika, stick a yamma kit by the bar

At a bar mitzvah

Fuck y'all, I'm hella, raw beats and my high

Stockers are high spitters, got me all lit up

And this fling got to me

I'll pro'ly have dinner

Turn to God like Pac-zilla

I am still all that

And a bag of the baddest peep

Mixed with acid heads

Got a bitch so bad, she ain't never been on Santa's list

She's only not sucking dick when I have to piss

My wiffie will never be fond of that guy

Fascists are lying, unless we break up

Mañana, then maybe that lime was a sign

Fuck you, Nino! Just said that so I could do a song with 'er

Two bisexual girls is roomies, it's word to the ghost of jungle(?)

Check the thermometer, somebody's temperature is hibbling

Jabbling, I'm hammering, I'm 'bout to go

Into my grandma's basement, take that gun from the locker

And start blaming (bla, bla, bla, bla, bla)

Yeah, I'm throwing G's on that Delorean

This weed that I keep don't came from Oregon

I need a man so I hover down to El Camino,

And I crush that bitch inside car and drive Emporium

Fuck given the Metropolis

I put the gun in your esophagus

Y'all lames ain't real, these fuck niggas stay

Acting like they moon rrrrocks,

Like a fucking archaeologist, nigga

Please, I'm in a V's(?), go with it please

I fuck a human being, baby, I'm a beast

I'm bout to put a hole in your Caprice

I thought you owned them cheap

I took a bitch, I make her muff shake like a leaf

Peach!

I'm laying on the beach with that bitch

She suck my dick till I sleep

I wake up, hit the pussy with some sleak(?)

Sweat!

I introduce you rappers to your Maker

Like "Hello, have you met yet?"