Tekst:
Dilana

How does it feel, now you're the joke, burned flaming tongue. So many times I'd wished you'd choke, on your proverbs and predictions. You knew it all,

Prijevod: Smith, dilana. Za sve planete.

Ay, yes y'all The only thing constant is change With that, it's the shape of things to come, yeah Yo, I'm the open-est emotions, I'm a river in straight

Unlike most of the songs nowadays Have been written up town in Tinpine Alley That's where most of the folk songs come from nowadays Now this, this is

Verse 1 (Skandalous) Motherfuckers they wanna test me Pull out the blunt nigga I'll wreck your shit I'm out that window with my 44, another fucking hit

While riding on a train goin' west I fell asleep for to take my rest I dreamed a dream that made me sad Concerning myself and the first few friends I

[Capleton] King Shango and Rakaa getting hotta/ Getting in tacka/ Now the whole place locka/ Fya man seh bun dem, bun dem/ Mek wi bun dem, un dem/ Killing

20/20 20/20 20/20 20/20 It's goin' down Not now but right now By now you know the sound It's dilation, cats with 20/20 I tell nickel and dimers try

It's heavy lighting [Iriscience] To all you non carpoolin' fuel burners in my town We're not headed for a ice age, we're headed for a meltdown I double