Hectic - Fre$co Van gOGh

To the multi story car park, with our friends Drinking from a bottle, of white lightning On top of marks and sparks, roof running Smoking chronic, hectic. And it seems that nothing now will ever change And it seems that we're on our own again And i hope that nothing now will ever change And i hope that we're on our own again We'll convene at mine 3pm to play Sega mega drive, goldenaxe and sonic, all day "Never played it? i'll teach ya. Can't hack it? i'll beat ya" That's Pendell making rhymes in the corner with a litre Of the finest Scrumpy Jack Whilst Pdex pumps out the latest dnb track We'll chip it to Justin's, and hit his king kong Then we'll gather round the piano for a little sing song First Chorus x 2 Oh if i could kidnap that feeling The one that melts all fears from your mind I'd make no demands no ransoms Cos i'd never set it free (x 3) Oh if i could kidnap that feeling The one that melts all fears from your mind I'd make no demands no ransoms Cos i'd never set it free (x 3) Oh those halcyon days and halcyon nights Before we began to realise that things aren't right Chorus x 2 And it seems that nothing now will ever change And it seems that we're on our own again And it seems that nothing now will ever change And it seems that we're on our own again (x 4)

Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven Lately I been disrespectful guess I'm on some messy shit Keep on talking out yo neck and watch me come and deck a bitch We gone get the business clear and show you how we handle shit Death before dishonor you must not know who you playing with No bitch we ain't squashing shit young better take his lick Shouldna did that pussy shit smoke you and the bitch Swear these niggas counterfeit you ain't really cut like this Catch that nigga lacking and I scratch him off my bucket list Hit the block and swerve on em let my niggas purge on em Let me know the word on em we gone hit the curve on em Hit the block and swerve on em let my niggas purge on em Let me know the word on em we gone hit the curve on em Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven I'm really with that creep shit Catch a body stash the glock you don't see shit I'm with some niggas you don't really wanna beef with In my section it get hectic we up heat quit, nah rest in peace bitch Make my niggas come swerve down yo street Load the clips make my nigga come and ride and creep If I catch a nigga lacking I hop out on feet Lord knows I'm pistol packing I be in the streets, so see me in the streets Make me come and spin a Benz I ain't got nobody with me just my F&N Or the 45 with me AV gave me his I ain't got this bitch for fun I'm bout splitting wigs, or I'm hitting licks Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven

I'm changing down the gears I'm slamming on the brakes A vintage soft top from the '60s We're coming to a bend now Skidding 'round the hairpin A sheer drop down an Italian mountainside And time is kind of frozen And you're gazing at the view And I swear I'm seeing double No one's gonna bring me down, no No way and no how I'm letting go off the wheel It might be as well It might be as well I've got these slings, I've got these arrows I force myself to I've got these slings, I've got these arrows I force myself to turn, turn The ground is coming for me now We've gone over the edge If you've got something to say, say it now No one's gonna bring me down, no No way and no how I'm letting go off the wheel Despite these slings, despite these arrows I force myself to Despite these slings, despite these arrows I force myself to turn, turn (Turn) (Turn) (Turn) (Turn) (Turn)

Van Gogh, în orice post impresii Harfe de boss, sos de MC Van Gogh, când m-apucă strechea Decât să v-ascult îmi tai urechea Van Gogh, în orice post impresii Harfe de boss, sos de MC Van Gogh, când m-apucă strechea... Flexez pe vers că asta-i zeama lui, în rap de când e el, de la mama lui Când urmezi intens interesul pui preț pe ce ai și pe ce-ți propui Ai plecat cu nimic, îi arăți oricui cum te vezi tu miezu' universului Fiecare-și alină durerea lui. Ăștia bagă lean cum băgam eu cui E același film, alt cinema, e ca un remake cu altcineva E aceeași carte, alt paragraf, mai bine o ștergi până se pune praf Mă știi din control ca pe ANAF, mă știi din control ca pe hipsteri! Atent la detalii și la craft, făcute în timp să reziste Vreau dumele mele sculptate ca-n Roma, cu numele mele pe soclu la MOMA Sumele mari pe cecuri acuma și să curgă tagu' ca-n Lisabona Încă-s spirt ca Mona când scriu, dacă simt că n-o să mai fiu Mă bag singur, boss, în sicriu, ca vampirii noaptea târziu Van Gogh, în orice post impresii Harfe de boss, sos de MC Van Gogh, când m-apucă strechea Decât să v-ascult îmi tai urechea Van Gogh, în orice post impresii Harfe de boss, sos de MC Van Gogh, când m-apucă strechea Decât să v-ascult îmi tai urechea Van Gogh... Intru pe beat ca-n bancă cu bombe la brâu. Iau banii, vreau barcă la râu Nu-s bolnav cu bolizi cu cai mulți, că mă îmbăt rău și nu-i țin în frâu Dar dă-mi în pana mea și-o Panamera, deși panaramele o sug și-n Logan C-am în plan să-mi iau casă cu pomi la piscină, cu panoramă prin termopan Yeah! Cine zice că nu vrea o viață mai bună, ăla clar te minte Stai departe, îs doar cuvinte, totul se vinde Instincte primare primează, boss! Suntem doar maimuțe îmbrăcate frumos Am porc, n-am Gucci, tot laud papucii, îi port și cu blugii... Porc Știi! Jocul nu-i fair ca Luci, dar nu poți să negi ca verucii Oricât ai sta-n lei ca Tucci, nu dă nimeni un ban pe săraci ca haiducii Că-i concurs de flex pe Instagram, doar n-oi sta bălan Că-s lit pe beat, zeamă la kilogram. Hasta la vista, man! Van Gogh, în orice post impresii Harfe de boss, sos de MC Van Gogh, când m-apucă strechea Decât să v-ascult îmi tai urechea Van Gogh, în orice post impresii Harfe de boss, sos de MC Van Gogh, când m-apucă strechea Decât să v-ascult îmi tai urechea Van Gogh...

For once I don't feel like singing a song about feeling sad Her peach dress makes me want to have a nervous breakdown Here with you Just wanna feel nice silk all over you Hug me then hate me Ah hate me When you sleep at night you sing songs about dreams When life is unbearable I just want to sleep and never wake up I just want to sleep And wake up in another world