HOLY ____ - Mach-Hommy.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Mach-Hommy/Moo Latte
[00:00.045] 作曲 : Conductor Williams/Elijah Hooks
[00:00.090]Conductor.
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[00:30.040]And all the faith hangers on at the after party.
[00:33.100]Reaching for a conversation was geeking off for, yay.
[00:36.180]My beautiful dog's twisted fantasy was a fetus on a tray.
[00:40.220]I was keeping poor to receiving all the freight.
[00:42.810]Nieces on the braid.
[00:43.870]Nephews all peeing on your grave.
[00:45.890]This is sorta sass who you poor.
[00:48.020]Seagulls on the tape.
[00:49.090]Click on the brain.
[00:50.210]Said she wanna see what's all the rage.
[00:52.460]She don't want finesse.
[00:53.610]Say she want peace on the day.
[00:55.220]Praise the lord.
[00:56.100]And pass the ammo.
[00:57.250]These people having camels.
[00:58.650]And I think about some pasta I can eat beside the camp.
[01:01.690]Praise the lord.
[01:02.470]And dread the needle.
[01:03.500]These people acting evil.
[01:04.960]And I'm thinking bout us runnin' down the street
[01:07.020]inside the diesel.
[01:08.060]Praise the lord.
[01:09.010]And pass the ammo.
[01:10.010]These people having camels.
[01:11.550]And I'm thinking bout the pasta I can eat beside the camp.
[01:14.540]Praise the lord.
[01:15.460]And dread the needle.
[01:16.560]These people acting evil.
[01:17.810]And I'm thinking bout us runnin' down the street
[01:20.160]inside the diesel.
[01:21.450]My comedy conversation caught a hasten
[01:23.630]with the proud as America's cups pacing in the plaza.
[01:26.800]
[01:27.170]You never said the invitation to the gala.
[01:29.780]You wasting niggas' prana.
[01:31.340]It's a lot of frustration in the Zama.
[01:33.570]Niggas keep stacked.
[01:34.580]Keep stacked.
[01:35.570]Keep stacked.
[01:36.570]Keep stacked.
[01:37.580]Keep stacked.
[01:38.060]It's a lot of pump faking in the gara.
[01:40.170]Niggas need drip.
[01:42.060]Instead of all this speed, niggas seem sick.
[01:45.170]Boy, get up off your knees.
[01:46.660]Niggas eat dick.
[01:48.650]For two piece of bread, niggas be for rent.
[01:51.770]For Gucci, Chanel, niggas keep a grip.
[01:54.930]My dude keep a scale if you need a hit.
[01:57.700]We can play it how you want now.
[01:59.970]We can dip.
[02:00.810]We can dip.
[02:01.540]Jersey, everything murky.
[02:04.170]Let it ring.
[02:04.980]Glock 17, lean turkey.
[02:07.450]Ketamine, amphetamine.
[02:09.340]You ain't searching, search me.
[02:11.290]You might find a ting spring working.
[02:13.360]
[02:25.650]Praise the Lord.
[02:26.730]I'm past the ammo.
[02:27.730]These people have an ammo.
[02:29.220]And I'm thinking about some pops I could eat beside the jam.
[02:32.220]Praise the Lord.
[02:33.220]I'm threading needle.
[02:34.210]These people acting evil.
[02:35.690]And I'm thinking about us running down the street in silence.
[02:38.690]Please praise the Lord.
[02:40.180]Peace by the candle.
[02:45.180]Praise the Lord.
[02:46.650]Inside the easel.
[02:51.130]Inside the candle.
[02:53.030]
[02:53.190]Beside the candle.
[02:57.770]Inside the easel.
[03:02.180]
[03:05.680]Beside the candle.
[03:10.190]
[03:12.290]Inside the easel.
[03:15.280]
[03:15.520]Beside the candle.
[03:20.020]
[03:20.510]Next to the candle.
[03:25.610]Inside of the easel.
[03:31.520]
[03:45.280]Next to the candle.

文本歌词

作词 : Mach-Hommy/Moo Latte
作曲 : Conductor Williams/Elijah Hooks
Conductor.
And all the faith hangers on at the after party.
Reaching for a conversation was geeking off for, yay.
My beautiful dog's twisted fantasy was a fetus on a tray.
I was keeping poor to receiving all the freight.
Nieces on the braid.
Nephews all peeing on your grave.
This is sorta sass who you poor.
Seagulls on the tape.
Click on the brain.
Said she wanna see what's all the rage.
She don't want finesse.
Say she want peace on the day.
Praise the lord.
And pass the ammo.
These people having camels.
And I think about some pasta I can eat beside the camp.
Praise the lord.
And dread the needle.
These people acting evil.
And I'm thinking bout us runnin' down the street
inside the diesel.
Praise the lord.
And pass the ammo.
These people having camels.
And I'm thinking bout the pasta I can eat beside the camp.
Praise the lord.
And dread the needle.
These people acting evil.
And I'm thinking bout us runnin' down the street
inside the diesel.
My comedy conversation caught a hasten
with the proud as America's cups pacing in the plaza.
You never said the invitation to the gala.
You wasting niggas' prana.
It's a lot of frustration in the Zama.
Niggas keep stacked.
Keep stacked.
Keep stacked.
Keep stacked.
Keep stacked.
It's a lot of pump faking in the gara.
Niggas need drip.
Instead of all this speed, niggas seem sick.
Boy, get up off your knees.
Niggas eat dick.
For two piece of bread, niggas be for rent.
For Gucci, Chanel, niggas keep a grip.
My dude keep a scale if you need a hit.
We can play it how you want now.
We can dip.
We can dip.
Jersey, everything murky.
Let it ring.
Glock 17, lean turkey.
Ketamine, amphetamine.
You ain't searching, search me.
You might find a ting spring working.
Praise the Lord.
I'm past the ammo.
These people have an ammo.
And I'm thinking about some pops I could eat beside the jam.
Praise the Lord.
I'm threading needle.
These people acting evil.
And I'm thinking about us running down the street in silence.
Please praise the Lord.
Peace by the candle.
Praise the Lord.
Inside the easel.
Inside the candle.
Beside the candle.
Inside the easel.
Beside the candle.
Inside the easel.
Beside the candle.
Next to the candle.
Inside of the easel.
Next to the candle.