ฟังเพลงGotham Nights (Explicit)

Gotham Nights (纽约之夜) (Explicit) - The Underachievers

Written by：Florence Welch

You a dead mothaf**ka

Let me tell you something get ready mothaf**ka

Because the day of reckoning is coming

In this cold world

Ain't no pun intended to j Cole

But wage war to win that can make a niggle complacent

Keep the movement going or continue wishing like changed thoughts

Thought up a corporation to combat media stations

Stay calm emotions will break niggle from staying strong

Still figuring out the pace to walk around these land bombs

Taking charge battery power to put the flame sword

Torturing up whoever gong stand in front of the savior

Rectifying everything niggards be having caged up

Open up the door to perception in different layers

Making critical thinkers from children stuck in there ways huh

Inflating niggards ego who shriveled up like they raise uhns

You need your ego to walk on this earth

God equipped you with everything that you needed since given birth

You ain't got nothing inside of your makeup that sh*t ain't work

In this world niggards is born with their names all on a hearse

I'm moving just like the pope

Evolve with the faster growth

They living like animals

But masters don't bang with those

I'm focus on packing these shows

And building infinite capital

Instead of thinking about catching hoes I'm figuring out ways to wrap the globe

Around my fingers keep the god away from all these sinners

I'm a little different niggards be wondering why I'm distant

Cause the goat a finna be the one person that gong be snitching

So I keep my eyes open and guard the circle of winners

My niggards know

Heaven inside your soul

Keep me segregated from haters we just oppose

I just suppose all the glitter and gold

Will make a niggle think that he living til he expose

My niggards know

Heaven inside your soul

Keep me segregated from haters we just oppose

I just suppose all the glitter and gold

Will make a niggle think that he living til he expose

Step up and confine walls

Shout out to yola

Doe though sometimes I feel the same right here and out doors

Praises to the up most

Only pray when pain is up close

Every generation ain't no patience it's just gun smoke

We oxymoron because we dumb woke

Crispen up the front

Don't need no other drug dose we done those

She done doe ak can switch it up and niggards want more

Like car shows my flow accels propel above your brocco

Mayatose I'm always about my cheddar like I'm donatella

Even better spending no pretenders that ain't in my blend in

Contender heads get severed no one stopping my endeavors

Gotta watch the snakes they slither summer nights get cold like winter

Get up off me niggle it's bad enough to cross me

I'm mutant offspring and your ex man be an offering

She get exhaust still the freshest ya'll niggards carltons

Ya'll do the wrong thing spike lee he never talking

To be haunting trap my body can't steal my mind

Beat the signs know we golly how we design

Only we define our reality through our minds

I don't feed off lies gmos can end your life

But I'm a Gemini I come back twice

I'm just like Christ

My conscious took a one night trip

I bring you light

You wife a b**ch I one night with

Your brain ain't right

Sometimes you gotta feel the pain to know what's nice uh

My niggards know

Heaven inside your soul

Keep me segregated from haters we just oppose

I just suppose all the glitter and gold

Will make a niggle think that he living til he expose

My niggards know

Heaven inside your soul

Keep me segregated from haters we just oppose

I just suppose all the glitter and gold

Will make a niggle think that he living til he expose