Trauma Mic - Armand Hammer/Billy Woods.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Billy Woods/Pink Siifu/Elucid/DJ Haram
[00:01.270][Intro: Pink Siifu]
[00:04.801]Attention, attention
[00:06.609]Calling all mother****ers who don't keep they word
[00:10.795]Word
[00:12.232]Yeah
[00:14.834]Say that, say that
[00:22.970]
[00:23.390][Verse 1: Pink Siifu]
[00:23.923]Metal is my weapon
[00:27.006]Credit all my blessings, yeah, yeah
[00:30.574]I don't debate, make exceptions
[00:34.427]So if you say 'is this better?'
[00:36.437]Put your chest on it
[00:38.994]Say that, play back, say that
[00:42.516]I ain't heard a word you said
[00:45.696]All they say like debris in the lake
[00:47.489]S'gone!
[00:48.314]S'gone!
[00:49.000]
[00:49.290][Verse 2: E L U C I D]
[00:49.652]Dead pan in the crisper
[00:50.587]Dead rapper, no pin dropped
[00:51.749]Day tripper, dead planet
[00:52.976]No state, no worth
[00:54.478]**** you know?
[00:55.640]What the **** you know?
[00:58.055]Neo-folk, trauma mic
[00:59.562]Echo chamber deep fake
[01:01.318]Fake deep, talking wound, say it to my face, nigga
[01:04.148]It only matters when I'm needed, nothing else
[01:07.945]Your magic grows weak with every lie you tell yourself
[01:10.569]No slave, no world
[01:11.907]No slave, no world
[01:13.473]Who needs to think when your feet just go?
[01:15.915]Who needs to think when your mouth just run?
[01:18.850]I am the mud, waiting for the flood that they said would never come
[01:23.719]Highwater pants on the shoulders of my elders
[01:26.465]I be knowin' better, but ain't done it yet
[01:29.299]Some don't know no better and they won't
[01:31.297]There's no healing in the light, White Jesus got jokes
[01:34.115]Call me if you're close
[01:36.311][Verse 3: billy woods]
[01:36.825]All against all
[01:40.108]My brother in Christ, there's no I in team
[01:43.023]Never wore a fitted in my life, big head bustin' out the seams
[01:47.029]Pressure bust pipes, lose your mind gettin' out our dreams
[01:50.628]Brothers tryna rhyme, told 'em it's a hundred niggas doing that right up the street
[01:55.308]Hate to say it, love to see it (love to see it)
[01:58.543]Brother dropped a project every month, got the nerve to ask if I peeped it
[02:02.544](You can't make this shit up, man)
[02:03.873]Let me tell you a secret
[02:05.045]Them niggas ain't dyin' for you
[02:06.625]It's the other way around if you actually read it
[02:09.117]Storefront preacher, bring 'em in out the cold
[02:11.510]Hot lunch, folded chairs, couple space heaters
[02:14.460]Any one of you bums could be Jesus
[02:16.459]Fingers numb, tryna work the light
[02:19.138]That white like Mother Theresa
[02:21.454]Hype when I first laid eyes on Bathsheba
[02:24.059]Bust down, middle part, big laugh
[02:25.963]She still called grass cheeba
[02:27.770]Missionary 'cause I know God see us

文本歌词

作曲 : Billy Woods/Pink Siifu/Elucid/DJ Haram
Attention, attention
Calling all mother****ers who don't keep they word
Word
Yeah
Say that, say that

Metal is my weapon
Credit all my blessings, yeah, yeah
I don't debate, make exceptions
So if you say 'is this better?'
Put your chest on it
Say that, play back, say that
I ain't heard a word you said
All they say like debris in the lake
S'gone!
S'gone!

Dead pan in the crisper
Dead rapper, no pin dropped
Day tripper, dead planet
No state, no worth
**** you know?
What the **** you know?
Neo-folk, trauma mic
Echo chamber deep fake
Fake deep, talking wound, say it to my face, nigga
It only matters when I'm needed, nothing else
Your magic grows weak with every lie you tell yourself
No slave, no world
No slave, no world
Who needs to think when your feet just go?
Who needs to think when your mouth just run?
I am the mud, waiting for the flood that they said would never come
Highwater pants on the shoulders of my elders
I be knowin' better, but ain't done it yet
Some don't know no better and they won't
There's no healing in the light, White Jesus got jokes
Call me if you're close
All against all
My brother in Christ, there's no I in team
Never wore a fitted in my life, big head bustin' out the seams
Pressure bust pipes, lose your mind gettin' out our dreams
Brothers tryna rhyme, told 'em it's a hundred niggas doing that right up the street
Hate to say it, love to see it (love to see it)
Brother dropped a project every month, got the nerve to ask if I peeped it
(You can't make this shit up, man)
Let me tell you a secret
Them niggas ain't dyin' for you
It's the other way around if you actually read it
Storefront preacher, bring 'em in out the cold
Hot lunch, folded chairs, couple space heaters
Any one of you bums could be Jesus
Fingers numb, tryna work the light
That white like Mother Theresa
Hype when I first laid eyes on Bathsheba
Bust down, middle part, big laugh
She still called grass cheeba
Missionary 'cause I know God see us