No Flats. from EVERYTHING BURNS! by Nakama.
Tracklist
| 5. | No Flats. | 3:05 |
Lyrics
We got drums and we got wounds
Banging on em that’s the loop
Shooters shoot
Catch the kick back keep accruing dancing moves
Another body it ain’t changed
Too sturdy to acknowledge
How interiors could break its back on you
Perfect dark
This shit like a game to us
Conjure bullets through the walls
Public clips
Thinking buffalo the sauce
Oh it’s live
That mean everybody die give no regard
Leaving scars
Generational divide for bearing arms
If you outside you might be liable to slide
And play your part
Pull out device
Don’t try to think about the lives that’s on the floor
Your camera nice
It got that wide angle fisheye for viscera
We got drums and we got wounds
Banging on em that’s the loop
Shooters shoot
Catch the kick back keep accruing dancing moves
Another body it ain’t changed
Too sturdy to acknowledge how interiors could break its back on you
We got all drums
No flats
Keep it around
Letting it snap
He in the ground
I took a snap
Wassup wit his friends
Oh they getting clapped
You hitting skin
Mine to the head
If they around
They ain’t on shit
You not a threat
Easy to tell
Ain’t enough blood
Under your nails, cap
You got a family
Keep it trill
Niggas know how you pay bills
Sweeping, cleaning up after some deadies, tweaking
Yeah we peeped how you built
You not defending a nigga that live with it
We not defending a nigga that’s bitching and getting his chop from a white boy in Michigan
You just not close to the body
You pulling your ligaments running
We keep on drumming
Ain’t no discussion
We got drums and we got wounds
Banging on em that’s the loop
Shooters shoot
Catch the kick back
Keep accruing dancing moves
Another body it ain’t changed
Too sturdy to acknowledge how interiors could break
Its back on you
