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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
K.Remedy
K.Remedy
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mike Ortiz
Mike Ortiz
Songwriter:in
Kenny Saint-Vil
Kenny Saint-Vil
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mike Ortiz
Mike Ortiz
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

See me I'm running
I'm going the distance
Think I'm a dealer
I push to the limit
Soon as I wake up
I gotta go get it
I think i'm a killer
Look what I committed
When getting this bread
Gotta watch out for Pigeons
Bring home the bacon
I'm dodgin these pigs
Got no complaints
You know life is b*tch
Got no complaints
You know I just
Get get get away
Get get get away
Fall in line, fall in line, fall in line
Get get get away
Fall in line, fall in line, fall in line
Get get get away
Fall in line, fall in line, fall in line
The predictable result of working hard
I’m going God
Like when I wake up in the morning
Bitch I’m hard
I paint a picture with the word
Because it’s art
You know I finish anything I’m finna start
Pick apart play ya part
Line em up they got heart
It’s a cold world guarantee ya get a cough ugh
Im sick got you sick lil bitch
I'm the Remedy
Gimme that shot imma shot like Yosemite
Shit get extreme when it touch yo extremities
Melanin over supremacy
Feel like I’m PAC
Ride on our enemies
Call that hoe Mya she tryna get the best of me yea
Question you testin me
Who gon try to stop me
Y’all been getting sloppy
Talk my name that’s toppy
Wet ya face bukkake
Run them steps I'm rocky
It’s just me who got me
If you tryna clock me
You gon get these hands
Someone get ya mans
Get bread that’s my jam, uh
My mentality is fatality
I smoke a motha fucka shit a tragedy
Turn they back on me
I left the restroom I garuntee
That I ain’t number 2
You motha fuckaz still don’t wanna come in after me
Make you a casualty after catastrophe
These **** up I introduce em to gravity casually, bitch
Get get get away
Get get get away
Get get get away
Get get get away
See me I'm running
I'm going the distance
Think I'm a dealer
I push to the limit
Soon as I wake up
I gotta go get it
I think i'm a killer
Look what I committed
When getting this bread
Gotta watch out for Pigeons
Bring home the bacon
I'm dodgin these pigs
Got no complaints
You know life is b*tch
Got no complaints
You know I just
Get get get away
Get get get away
Fall in line, fall in line, fall in line
Get get get away
Fall in line, fall in line, fall in line
Get get get away
Fall in line, fall in line, fall in line
Written by: Kenny Saint-Vil, Mike Ortiz
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