Hvor De Henne (feat. M24) - Jamaika

Bag vand og bag træer, ved buske og bær Sidder jeg og tænker på mig selv Blødsødne sænker hvis du ikke tænker På dig selv, tænker du slet ikke vel? Men jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder |: Åben dine øjne du klager mein retter ikke på dig selv Så se dog ind ad, ja se hvor du henné Ja, hvor er du henné nu? Men jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder |: Åben dine øjne du klager mein retter ikke på dig selv Så se dog ind ad, ja se hvor du henné Ja, hvor er du henné nu? Bag stubbe med kogler, Der fandt jeg en skovl og jeg gravet' hele natten for, at sove En modo gift mod sløvsind i jagten på Medvind jeg flyver uden kamp op mod det blå Men jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder Jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder Men jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder Jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder Men jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder Jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder Men jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder Jeg løber solen sort til mine fødder bløder |: Åben dine øjne du klager men retter ikke på dig selv Så se dog ind ad, ja, se hvor du henné Ja, hvor er du henné nu?:| Ja, hvor er du henné nu?

I weren't outside twiddling thumbs I was really outside tryna fiddle with drums (Uh-uh) Yeah, I know about pain cah I been in the slums (Yes, yes) On smoke when I'm with all my bros And I still keep it G on my ones (Uh-uh) Loaded guns, I've been on that block with loaded ones (Grr, baow) Free all the homies doin' up life Real life, nigga, you don't wanna lose your life No hype, nigga, you don't want hype Free J, free Grips one time (Free 'em) All the get back's home due time My friends do it on sight Nigga, how you gon' take man's shine? Don't get it twisted 'cause of the music (Don't) I still bruck shot like Teddy (Boom) I was out tryna ching man's chest and belly (Ching) Beat that mash like a fuckin' jezzie (Beat that) I got a cutie in pum pum shorts (Yes) She just wanna take D up in her belly (All up in her—, all up in her) We up on the board by many (Too much points) Opp blocks, it was mask on my face like Freddy (Mask on my face) I seen bare man shake like jelly (Yes, yes) All of that talk gets boring, prove it (Prove it) Get the drop then go get ready (Get the drop) War, man's ready Get the bro's, man's air, man's ready Them man, we don't penny (No) But they pour that Henny (Yeah, yeah) She wanna be my baby (Yeah) But I fell in love with reddies (Yeah) Free JB, on your block like Jenny Car tryna speshy and boss eye headie (That way, that way) Far from petty, gang slid on the L and got R, not Kelly (Woi, woi) Swish or dunk on punks, man get real close, I don't know about sweaties (Woof, woof) You get me? Five man deep in this ride, get sweaty Tekky, we don't really fuck with many (No) Ready to crash on any (Boo) Brown one, she a wetty (Bad one) Watch this bad one come to the deli (Come to the deli) And bro's got the lengest of food, no deli's (Peng) GB's, man shelly (Get back) We done shut down shows already (Yes) Beef, got plenty but man's ready Man's still got a grip that's steady (Grip that, drop that) Cute and feisty (Yes) Big batty, she ain't got no belly (Fat as fuck) This L pack come quiet Biscotti when I smoke that zeggie (Loud as fuck) Run man down and ching it (Yes) Do it like I did it already (Uh-uh) BIll that after I count up racks (Rackers) Wake and bake, I ain't had no brekkie Right now, man's high But I'm tryna get higher (Woi) Liar (Uh), pants on fire (Yeah) Bro bro back that frier (Woi) And let that sing like Mariah Don't take the mick like Danny Dyer Go down, minor, minor (Woi) Well-known rider Little bit of fame, don't let it excite ya (Grr) Back that blade and knife for any little ting that's tryna get hyper I ain't been no typer Fly OT, lick shots like Schneider Tied down, me and them man can't size up My mind's up, I don't like them man either