Текст и слова песни Hollywood Undead – Story Of A Snitch
Here's a story of a snitch that I knew so many years
but now he's a bitch, fuck your feelin's you can sick my dick
Verse:
Look at all these fake ass MC's clamiin they rap tryn'a spit just like me but they don't have it
faggot I was helpin you maggots now I'ma show the world that you wack bitch
and do what you can't do cause it haunts you, dude you're just so coo and I'm not you
boo hoo you're a fool tryn'a fit in my shoes, snoozin drunk pukin ya you're losin
I took my whole fan base back I managed to get myself back up , back to rappin
I manned up even though I was back stabbed right in the back by my bestfriend, bestfriend? ya right click boom good night
some say there's two sides to the stories, more like two knives don't you worry two guys, when we're done they'll be burried
Verse:
I created it from dirt and this is how you pay me back? joinin' lorene drive just for tits n ass. I created every verse every chorus and you just stood there
thinkin' that you wrote it. I'm spider man bitch I spin my webs so quick around your heads I turn this whole god damn situation into one big mess till you're sittin at home
tellin' your son you're stressed.
I came to cock block n' talk shit so drop this, put it in your ipod jog n rock this, not this bitch again tellin everyone that I'm sick in the head I aint sick bitch stick to your meds.
You even tried to bite my shit with MEST but it fucked up your rep. the music you're lovin is the music you hate quit tellin people that I quit the band that I made
Bridge:
God damn why you jock my shit?
Singing: We are we are we are we are we are the only ones, we are the only ones left still we lead you on
but now he's a bitch, fuck your feelin's you can sick my dick
Verse:
Look at all these fake ass MC's clamiin they rap tryn'a spit just like me but they don't have it
faggot I was helpin you maggots now I'ma show the world that you wack bitch
and do what you can't do cause it haunts you, dude you're just so coo and I'm not you
boo hoo you're a fool tryn'a fit in my shoes, snoozin drunk pukin ya you're losin
I took my whole fan base back I managed to get myself back up , back to rappin
I manned up even though I was back stabbed right in the back by my bestfriend, bestfriend? ya right click boom good night
some say there's two sides to the stories, more like two knives don't you worry two guys, when we're done they'll be burried
Verse:
I created it from dirt and this is how you pay me back? joinin' lorene drive just for tits n ass. I created every verse every chorus and you just stood there
thinkin' that you wrote it. I'm spider man bitch I spin my webs so quick around your heads I turn this whole god damn situation into one big mess till you're sittin at home
tellin' your son you're stressed.
I came to cock block n' talk shit so drop this, put it in your ipod jog n rock this, not this bitch again tellin everyone that I'm sick in the head I aint sick bitch stick to your meds.
You even tried to bite my shit with MEST but it fucked up your rep. the music you're lovin is the music you hate quit tellin people that I quit the band that I made
Bridge:
God damn why you jock my shit?
Singing: We are we are we are we are we are the only ones, we are the only ones left still we lead you on
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