Vices
Burning in the daylight through the blinds
Racking recollection for the rhymes
Should I sing this time, or should I speak?
Escapism only for the weak
Guess that makes me pretty freaking lame
Don't swear when I rap, grin through the pain
I'm a preacher, i'm a hypocrite
Act so tough until I lose my grit
Feeble-minded when I lose my sight
Still bump K-dot "we gon be alright"
Singing "we gon be all..."
Practice what I preach, not what I do
Behind closed doors, if you only knew
I betrayed myself in every way
Gave in to the apple by the snake
Judas in a noose around the nape (What's hanging)
Comic colour black to help you cope
Time is slowly tightening our rope
We all have a universe inside
Dreamt about my boxer friends who died
Moved although I barely knew the guy
она самый темный свет
солнце садится
она самый темный свет
солнце садится
солнце, солнце
и я встаю
солнце, солнце
и я встаю
I created something great
Listen to me, be amazed
Why do I hold myself back
I should be Kanye with praise
I should be full of myself
Arrogant wealth
I'm into neuronal vice
Serotonin when I turn on the engine, it's heiß
Something so tasty you murder it twice
No expletives needed, it's naturally spiced
Racking recollection for the rhymes
Should I sing this time, or should I speak?
Escapism only for the weak
Guess that makes me pretty freaking lame
Don't swear when I rap, grin through the pain
I'm a preacher, i'm a hypocrite
Act so tough until I lose my grit
Feeble-minded when I lose my sight
Still bump K-dot "we gon be alright"
Singing "we gon be all..."
Practice what I preach, not what I do
Behind closed doors, if you only knew
I betrayed myself in every way
Gave in to the apple by the snake
Judas in a noose around the nape (What's hanging)
Comic colour black to help you cope
Time is slowly tightening our rope
We all have a universe inside
Dreamt about my boxer friends who died
Moved although I barely knew the guy
она самый темный свет
солнце садится
она самый темный свет
солнце садится
солнце, солнце
и я встаю
солнце, солнце
и я встаю
I created something great
Listen to me, be amazed
Why do I hold myself back
I should be Kanye with praise
I should be full of myself
Arrogant wealth
I'm into neuronal vice
Serotonin when I turn on the engine, it's heiß
Something so tasty you murder it twice
No expletives needed, it's naturally spiced
Credits
Writer(s): Raoul Maccamley
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