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Time is Dead
Time is Dead
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Riley Figueroa
Riley Figueroa
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Dutch Revz
Dutch Revz
Komponist:in

Lyrics

Sippin' on my cold drank
Listenin' to Coltrane
Give a fuck about a single thing
You say
What you need from me?
Probably
Gonna be
Me as your enemy
For some fuckin' kicks
Give a fuck
Give your "bitch" a kiss
And a little bit of love
What you wantin' bitch? A buck?
Can you fucking get enough?
I don't wanna fucking speak
Y'all be fucking under me
I'm getting bags, I'm kicking back
And gettin' backends
What the fuck you lackin'?
This motherfucker ain't 'bout action
This motherfucker steady actin'
What you want to be, wannabe?
Give a fuck what you gon' talk about
Bitch I don't wanna talk again
Talk again, talk again, talk again
What you wanna be?
Honestly, I'm wantin' peace
I don't wanna fucking speak
Don't you fucking bother me
Give a shit what you gon' say
Any fuckin' day
Make a problem
Go from M.I.A
To K.I.A
Killed in action
I ain't acting
She gon' spew your secrets with me
Comin' thru I see
What you want to be
Is what
I'm 'boutta be
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I'm your intention
Mirror your motherfuckin' behavior around me
Y'all motherfuckers bite your lip
Acting like you'll clown me?
A step ahead, what you wanna be?
You don't wanna be
Around me
You a fuckin' wannabe - be - be - be - be
You gon' motherfuckin' see - see - see - see - see
You a fuckin' wannabe - be - be - be - be
What you fuckin' want from me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Written by: Dutch Revz, Riley Figueroa
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