Swivel (From The Album "Mirrorland"|Explicit) 歌詞
Swivel (From The Album "Mirrorland"|Explicit) - Dreamville/EARTHGANG
Lyrics by：Eian Parker/Olu Fann/Roosevelt Harrell
Composed by：Eian Parker/Olu Fann/Roosevelt Harrell
Doctur Dot：
Head on a swivel
Trouble lurkin' 'round the corner
Run up on you any minute you'll be gone
Yeah
Doctur Dot：
N***a keep your head on a swivel
Trouble lurkin' 'round the corner
Run up on you any minute you'll be gone
I know n***as dead out of desperation
RIP my n***a Allen Dem I wish you would've stayed at home
Learned to make the best out of shitty situation
No complaining no more Xan I leave the medicine alone
Y'all gon' swear to God that I'm changing for the better
F**k whoever got the nerve to try to tell me that I'm wrong
Doctur Dot：
I done made it up I done made it out
I done made a way we been makin' waves we been making sounds
Rappers hella fake they papier mâché
Like piñata they can't wait to break I can animate
Promise mama she gon' see the day when we all okay
All it really take is time and dedication I pray
For the hunger to be permanent no matter what that make
Hey batter batter swing bake
Whip the batter for the cake
Doctur Dot：
N***a keep your head on a swivel
Trouble lurkin' 'round the corner
Run up on you any minute you'll be gone
I know n***as dead out of desperation
RIP my n***a Allen Dem I wish you would've stayed at home
Learned to make the best out of shitty situation
No complaining no more Xan I leave the medicine alone
Y'all gon' swear to God that I'm changing for the better
F**k whoever got the nerve to try to tell me that I'm wrong
I don't know what it is man I just
I don't think I'ma be here much longer man
Something's watching me man
Something's following me
Something want me dead man
Pray for me pray for me please
Johnny Venus：
Hell when I was young I ain't had to pop no guns
Nothing cracking in the slums you couldn't handle on your own
S**t around my block where we used to knock
Couple souls fly wasn't nothin' like you guys which I loan
S**t it wasn't nice wasn't paradise
Wasn't lights back to back to back many nights was on our own
Mama had to work papa had three jobs
No we not Jamaican my sir but we all was robbed hah
Should've kept my head on a weave and bob
I'd rather be dead than to weep and sob
So we solve any major prob with the quick resolve
Had to squab' circle that b***h up feelings get involved
Neighborhood on lock f**k we need a cop
That was way back way 'fore Reagan passed the rock
Left us with a needle and a jumpshot
Leave you countin' seconds on the fingers through the gunshots
Doctur Dot：
N***a keep your head on a swivel
Trouble lurkin' 'round the corner
Run up on you any minute you'll be gone
I know n***as dead out of desperation
RIP my n***a Allen Dem I wish you would've stayed at home
Learned to make the best out of shitty situation
No complaining no more Xan I leave the medicine alone
Y'all gon' swear to God that I'm changing for the better
F**k whoever got the nerve to try to tell me that I'm wrong