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  • Текст песни сантоголд - создатель

    Исполнитель: сантоголд
    Название песни: создатель
    Дата добавления: 15.05.2016 | 21:17:18
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    Got no need for the fancy things
    All the attention that it brings
    Tell me no, I say yes, I was chosen
    And I will deliver the explosion

    Can't say it's gonna get me far
    Do no good to say what you are
    I run the streets and I break up houses
    River runs deep and the flame devours it

    Me, I'm a Creator
    Thrill is to make it up
    The rules I break got me a place
    Up on the radar
    Me, I'm a Taker
    Know what the stakes are
    Can't roll it back, it's understood
    Got to play our cards

    Sit tight I know what you are
    mad bright but you aint no star
    polish up til you make it gleam
    your M.O, I know what you mean
    Tail ridin' and I know it's true
    while they screamin' I love you
    Down deep you know there aint no flow
    a soul decay, was D.O.A

    I know what you here for now
    Words out you're an idea whore though,
    now don't you crush on me
    I'll see you in your pipe dreams
    whether or not you know it's true
    You're who they dictate to
    That shit must hurt real bad
    fakin' what you wish you had

    Here all the folks come ask about me
    Band wagon, know they used to doubt me
    Blind side tend to hit real hard
    you should heed the warning, get a body guard

    Steady friction in this bitch
    Creepin' in just like an itch
    so far I got the last laugh
    still the rich rise up, still I live fast
    wouldn't know it face to face
    Got no soul and got no taste
    Moving in speed up the pace
    I got it locked though, what a waste

    All the talk is standard fare
    Walk the walk if it gets you there
    on the grind til the gig is up
    Im 'a smash 'em down
    put a muzzle on them like "what!"
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