Name: No Handouts
Duration: 2 min 7 s
Description: Слушайте песню No Handouts - Slaine онлайн с альбома The King of Everything Else в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 2:07. Год выхода - 2014

The King of Everything Else

Slaine

Destroy Everything

Tech N9ne

Mad Child

Bobby Be Real

Rite Hook

Dot Ave

Moroney

Back Against the Wall

Jaysaun

Dopehead

Pissed It All Away

The Years

Bishop Lamont

Apathy

Hip Hop Dummy

Ill Bill

Children of the Revolution

The Most Dangerous Drug In The World

Vinnie Paz

Checkmark

Regan Hartley

Come Back Down

Reks

Termanology

Zip Zero

No Handouts

Hip-Hop

RAPROCK LIT POP NEWS COUNTRY R&B HISTORY SPORTS SCREEN LAW TECH X META

They say I'm cold blooded, my flows are so rugged

My icy demeanor's foul, the public they don't love it

Cause I'm so hated, they say that I'm ungrateful

That I made I cause my hunger ain't fading from one plate full

It does nothing for me puffing off the blunts

I need two bitches nowadays to suck me off at once

I hit an old boo with my whole crew, black hoods and black hats

Sushi on my chop sticks, Polo logos on my boxers

Broken Prada frames on the Navigator floor

Hockin' loogies out the door, I'm obnoxious

Five figure watches, tell the kids not to watch this

My rhythm is irate and my bitches are triple x

I'm sick and bizarre, faded from liquor and hot-headed

Am I supposed to go and ask for a hand out?

Or fall back and be shushed like I can't shout

Nah, I'ma get mine even if I gotta take yours

And I don't listen to a boss, I don't got a job

Am I supposed to go and wait for a hand out?

Why would I play the sideline? Homie, I stand out

I got determination burning, you can't doubt

I was told I wasn't shit, I heard it straight from my aunt's mouth

But is there any question what I'm capable of?

I came straight from the hate and inescapable love

I ran the streets late at night and learned the taste of the drugs

Scraping with thugs, pacing a basement, I'm bugged

But who I am to stop it, who are you to judge me?

And who are they to hate me, who are you to love me?

Shoot your guns, I pray to god that you shoot above me

And miss me just slightly, look at my crisp Nikes

What have I done? Look at my little son - He's just like me

Son of a gun, whatever comes is a bit shiesty

Слушайте песню No Handouts - Slaine онлайн с альбома The King of Everything Else в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 2:07. Год выхода - 2014

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