Paroles de la chanson Taxin' par Dj Shadow
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Right, right
Right, right
Right, right
[Dave East]
If it's a ghetto in heaven, I hope that's leaked address
Whole pockets empty, was mad stressed
The block had to study like math test
Fuck it, jump out a bucket, I'm thuggin' in public
My life in a rush and nobody can touch it
I climbed out the gutter eating bread and butter
Jealous of my living struggle with my mother
Did it with my brother, grew up with my cousin
Blew up on these niggas, they can't even stomach
Right, right
Right, right
[Dave East]
If it's a ghetto in heaven, I hope that's leaked address
Whole pockets empty, was mad stressed
The block had to study like math test
Fuck it, jump out a bucket, I'm thuggin' in public
My life in a rush and nobody can touch it
I climbed out the gutter eating bread and butter
Jealous of my living struggle with my mother
Did it with my brother, grew up with my cousin
Blew up on these niggas, they can't even stomach
I ain't asked for nothing, I ain't asked for nothing
I was out here hustling, nickel to a onion, onion to a plate
Shadow got me zoning, conversate with omens
Momma told me "Son, you nothing, need diploma"
Cooking in the kitchen, crack was the aroma
Pots full of powder, sit on a napkin, let it dry, we riding
Any block we sliding, AMG kitted
I been so committed, shorty so explicit
Everything I got on, you know it's expensive
Everything I get on, critical condition
Run up on this money, I would always listen
Tryna make it happen in front of Pooh's building
Early in the morning I was waiting on a package (True story)
Global now, getting bookings all across the atlas
I was out here hustling, nickel to a onion, onion to a plate
Shadow got me zoning, conversate with omens
Momma told me "Son, you nothing, need diploma"
Cooking in the kitchen, crack was the aroma
Pots full of powder, sit on a napkin, let it dry, we riding
Any block we sliding, AMG kitted
I been so committed, shorty so explicit
Everything I got on, you know it's expensive
Everything I get on, critical condition
Run up on this money, I would always listen
Tryna make it happen in front of Pooh's building
Early in the morning I was waiting on a package (True story)
Global now, getting bookings all across the atlas
I roll up the gladness and watch out for badges
My bitch is the baddest
Life is worth much more than a Patek
Always elite, can't do nothing average
He got in a beef, he ain't really know the game he was jacking
It was like 20 degrees outside, they took off his jacket
I seen a lot of my homies change up when I started rapping (A lot)
I fell out with my plug 'cause he started taxin'
My bitch is the baddest
Life is worth much more than a Patek
Always elite, can't do nothing average
He got in a beef, he ain't really know the game he was jacking
It was like 20 degrees outside, they took off his jacket
I seen a lot of my homies change up when I started rapping (A lot)
I fell out with my plug 'cause he started taxin'
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