Fight For Air - Kay-O.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Kay-O
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Kay-O
[00:00.00][Intro]
[00:13.71]Yoshi
[00:13.83]Minkzy
[00:14.07]Pullin' off stunts to be fightin' air
[00:18.39]Pullin' out arms not hands to be fightin', fights ain't fair
[00:22.50]The chances are that it's live and near, it's live
[00:26.82]Yo
[00:27.21][Verse]
[00:27.45]They best roll safe (Roll) 'cah my dogs will dangerously rotate (They know)
[00:30.24]Nothin' won't save them, have no faith
[00:31.95]Gunshots gon' take them not old age, nicked, say no names
[00:34.74]Hopin' it's a cold case for K to dome, make, his stains are still pabes (Tek that)
[00:37.98]Still need more legs to locate
[00:39.30]Your wrist is rosé, get ripped with no weights (It's gone)
[00:41.28]My brownin' moves stiff, the whole flame
[00:42.81]Park the stick with my yellow bowl, that's no flake
[00:44.76]Trips on the pedal bikes with no brakes
[00:46.17]The gear shiftin' dingers with the tints that are opaque
[00:48.09]Reckon turn green lights if the tone change (No)
[00:49.80]Reverse on them if Kay-O gives the "Okay"
[00:51.63]Burst on them if they're younger and old age
[00:53.07]The knife, it was us, either way, they gon' throw blame
[00:55.08]If we pullin' up, but they won't stay
[00:56.58]If they come, have them runnin' back like OJ
[00:58.32]Opps didn't get him, all red on my soul aim
[00:59.85]It's Smith and Wess', and Elizabeth for my soulmates
[01:01.71]Get cheffed if you got crips with no lace
[01:03.30]Your best bet is to get certain, go for your own sake
[01:05.16]Buck them and duck feds all from close shades
[01:06.87]Friends in the pengin' [?]

文本歌词

作词 : Kay-O
作曲 : Kay-O
Yoshi
Minkzy
Pullin' off stunts to be fightin' air
Pullin' out arms not hands to be fightin', fights ain't fair
The chances are that it's live and near, it's live
Yo
They best roll safe (Roll) 'cah my dogs will dangerously rotate (They know)
Nothin' won't save them, have no faith
Gunshots gon' take them not old age, nicked, say no names
Hopin' it's a cold case for K to dome, make, his stains are still pabes (Tek that)
Still need more legs to locate
Your wrist is rosé, get ripped with no weights (It's gone)
My brownin' moves stiff, the whole flame
Park the stick with my yellow bowl, that's no flake
Trips on the pedal bikes with no brakes
The gear shiftin' dingers with the tints that are opaque
Reckon turn green lights if the tone change (No)
Reverse on them if Kay-O gives the "Okay"
Burst on them if they're younger and old age
The knife, it was us, either way, they gon' throw blame
If we pullin' up, but they won't stay
If they come, have them runnin' back like OJ
Opps didn't get him, all red on my soul aim
It's Smith and Wess', and Elizabeth for my soulmates
Get cheffed if you got crips with no lace
Your best bet is to get certain, go for your own sake
Buck them and duck feds all from close shades
Friends in the pengin'