Bloodsugar 歌词
| 歌曲 | Bloodsugar |
| 歌手 | Promoe |
| 专辑 | Standard Bearer |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mårten Edh/Jimmy Cardell | |
| 作曲 : Mårten Edh/Jimmy Cardell | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| It go "all jokes aside and all the funny flows" | |
| People runnin' high but my blood sugar runnin' low | |
| Singing sad songs like "Where Did All the Lovin' Go" | |
| Like, where did all the lovin' go? | |
| Well, let me start it off proper | |
| From the top of the last tour with my Looptroop Rockers | |
| And we brought the fan with us | |
| Drove around a ??cannabus??, some might consider glamorous | |
| But that ain't how it really felt | |
| Wakin' up in parking lots in Bielefeld | |
| But the deal was delt so I played my cards but I need yo' help | |
| I said I need yo' help | |
| 'Cause life ain't nothin' but a hustle | |
| Lot of rappers say that, but they ain't plain thirst and I ain't cussed, so | |
| Talkin' 'bout the funk in they trunk | |
| People down in ?? still talk about the ??wieder funk im mein...?? | |
| Plus ain't no showers after the show | |
| The sweat stench still thick, hours after we go | |
| The same outfit twenty-two shows in a row | |
| With no washing machine (sorry if I'm mashing yo' dream) | |
| [Chorus] | |
| But it's one for the camera, two for the flash | |
| So much for glamour, it's all for the cash | |
| Talk to my tour manager, I know I'm an a** | |
| With so much shit I can't handle, I'm runnin' on my las | |
| Energy reserves and I cannot be disturbed | |
| Little things get on my nerves, man I cannot be concerned | |
| With all the pettiness, on my rousing way up to the top | |
| Then I fall flat on my face when my blood sugar drops | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| 4 o'clock PM, I wake up and get dressed and | |
| Step out of the bus into the streets of Dresden | |
| Waking my way to the backstage catering | |
| Grabbin' a plate of things, checking on the state of things | |
| If I can't find my soy milk, I'm boiling over | |
| I met one too many of these toy promoters | |
| Blamin' somebody else when it's they own responsibility | |
| You ain't even read the bottom, man, this headache's ****ing killin' m | |
| And now we at a standstill, the sound is so bad, all I wanna do is cancel | |
| But we travelled far, now we here and the fans will | |
| Blame us for being too famous, 'cause entertainers | |
| Are are supposed to be happy and keep laughing | |
| While they singin' and rappin' | |
| No matter the circumstances, that's a "thing of the past"-me | |
| We allies with professional craftsmen | |
| Invoking questions and answers (confessions in anthems) | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Like, one for the camera, two for the flash | |
| So much for glamour, it's all for the cash | |
| Talk to my tour manager, I know I'm an a** | |
| With so much shit I can't handle, I'm runnin' on my las | |
| Energy reserves and I cannot be disturbed | |
| Little things get on my nerves, man I cannot be concerned | |
| With all the pettiness, on my rousing way up to the top | |
| Then I fall flat on my face when my blood sugar drops | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| It's the airport in Frankfurt and as far as my eyes can see | |
| They don't care for my kind 'cause ain' nuttin' a ?? can eat | |
| Now, security check, a few minutes left, then we off and we up and away | |
| But they the man of respect, "what's that on your neck?", take it off, let us all set a way | |
| Got it from my girlfriend, it's worth an enormous lot to me | |
| She found it in the mountains, it's an empty harmless shell, but I guess the monotony | |
| Of the woman breathing or is she just a uniform | |
| Is she a human being or an alien life form? | |
| Regardless, it causes her to be on a power trip | |
| Why would she blow an hour trip? (I don't know) | |
| But I guess it's obvious, she's one annoying sonovab**** | |
| She looks turned on, twitchin', shakin' from having my picture taken | |
| Fingerprints, I'm thinkin', what kind of money this b***h is making a mont | |
| And now I'm hatin' this cunt | |
| Then I stop myself, what has happened since I'm so blatant and blunt? | |
| How did I get this bitter, hell, my mama taught me better | |
| Blinded by rage from my low blood sugar level reqruited by the devil... | |
| It's one for the security camera, two for the tax | |
| Anti-terror propaganda, it's all for the cash | |
| They always wanna search my bag like I was wearing a mask | |
| And to them I guess I'm bendin' head up my a** |
| zuo ci : M rten Edh Jimmy Cardell | |
| zuo qu : M rten Edh Jimmy Cardell | |
| Verse 1 | |
| It go " all jokes aside and all the funny flows" | |
| People runnin' high but my blood sugar runnin' low | |
| Singing sad songs like " Where Did All the Lovin' Go" | |
| Like, where did all the lovin' go? | |
| Well, let me start it off proper | |
| From the top of the last tour with my Looptroop Rockers | |
| And we brought the fan with us | |
| Drove around a? ? cannabus? ? , some might consider glamorous | |
| But that ain' t how it really felt | |
| Wakin' up in parking lots in Bielefeld | |
| But the deal was delt so I played my cards but I need yo' help | |
| I said I need yo' help | |
| ' Cause life ain' t nothin' but a hustle | |
| Lot of rappers say that, but they ain' t plain thirst and I ain' t cussed, so | |
| Talkin' ' bout the funk in they trunk | |
| People down in? ? still talk about the? ? wieder funk im mein. . . ? ? | |
| Plus ain' t no showers after the show | |
| The sweat stench still thick, hours after we go | |
| The same outfit twenty-two shows in a row | |
| With no washing machine sorry if I' m mashing yo' dream | |
| Chorus | |
| But it' s one for the camera, two for the flash | |
| So much for glamour, it' s all for the cash | |
| Talk to my tour manager, I know I' m an a | |
| With so much shit I can' t handle, I' m runnin' on my las | |
| Energy reserves and I cannot be disturbed | |
| Little things get on my nerves, man I cannot be concerned | |
| With all the pettiness, on my rousing way up to the top | |
| Then I fall flat on my face when my blood sugar drops | |
| Verse 2 | |
| 4 o' clock PM, I wake up and get dressed and | |
| Step out of the bus into the streets of Dresden | |
| Waking my way to the backstage catering | |
| Grabbin' a plate of things, checking on the state of things | |
| If I can' t find my soy milk, I' m boiling over | |
| I met one too many of these toy promoters | |
| Blamin' somebody else when it' s they own responsibility | |
| You ain' t even read the bottom, man, this headache' s ing killin' m | |
| And now we at a standstill, the sound is so bad, all I wanna do is cancel | |
| But we travelled far, now we here and the fans will | |
| Blame us for being too famous, ' cause entertainers | |
| Are are supposed to be happy and keep laughing | |
| While they singin' and rappin' | |
| No matter the circumstances, that' s a " thing of the past" -me | |
| We allies with professional craftsmen | |
| Invoking questions and answers confessions in anthems | |
| Chorus | |
| Like, one for the camera, two for the flash | |
| So much for glamour, it' s all for the cash | |
| Talk to my tour manager, I know I' m an a | |
| With so much shit I can' t handle, I' m runnin' on my las | |
| Energy reserves and I cannot be disturbed | |
| Little things get on my nerves, man I cannot be concerned | |
| With all the pettiness, on my rousing way up to the top | |
| Then I fall flat on my face when my blood sugar drops | |
| Verse 3 | |
| It' s the airport in Frankfurt and as far as my eyes can see | |
| They don' t care for my kind ' cause ain' nuttin' a? ? can eat | |
| Now, security check, a few minutes left, then we off and we up and away | |
| But they the man of respect, " what' s that on your neck? ", take it off, let us all set a way | |
| Got it from my girlfriend, it' s worth an enormous lot to me | |
| She found it in the mountains, it' s an empty harmless shell, but I guess the monotony | |
| Of the woman breathing or is she just a uniform | |
| Is she a human being or an alien life form? | |
| Regardless, it causes her to be on a power trip | |
| Why would she blow an hour trip? I don' t know | |
| But I guess it' s obvious, she' s one annoying sonovab | |
| She looks turned on, twitchin', shakin' from having my picture taken | |
| Fingerprints, I' m thinkin', what kind of money this b h is making a mont | |
| And now I' m hatin' this cunt | |
| Then I stop myself, what has happened since I' m so blatant and blunt? | |
| How did I get this bitter, hell, my mama taught me better | |
| Blinded by rage from my low blood sugar level reqruited by the devil. . . | |
| It' s one for the security camera, two for the tax | |
| Anti-terror propaganda, it' s all for the cash | |
| They always wanna search my bag like I was wearing a mask | |
| And to them I guess I' m bendin' head up my a |
| zuò cí : M rten Edh Jimmy Cardell | |
| zuò qǔ : M rten Edh Jimmy Cardell | |
| Verse 1 | |
| It go " all jokes aside and all the funny flows" | |
| People runnin' high but my blood sugar runnin' low | |
| Singing sad songs like " Where Did All the Lovin' Go" | |
| Like, where did all the lovin' go? | |
| Well, let me start it off proper | |
| From the top of the last tour with my Looptroop Rockers | |
| And we brought the fan with us | |
| Drove around a? ? cannabus? ? , some might consider glamorous | |
| But that ain' t how it really felt | |
| Wakin' up in parking lots in Bielefeld | |
| But the deal was delt so I played my cards but I need yo' help | |
| I said I need yo' help | |
| ' Cause life ain' t nothin' but a hustle | |
| Lot of rappers say that, but they ain' t plain thirst and I ain' t cussed, so | |
| Talkin' ' bout the funk in they trunk | |
| People down in? ? still talk about the? ? wieder funk im mein. . . ? ? | |
| Plus ain' t no showers after the show | |
| The sweat stench still thick, hours after we go | |
| The same outfit twenty-two shows in a row | |
| With no washing machine sorry if I' m mashing yo' dream | |
| Chorus | |
| But it' s one for the camera, two for the flash | |
| So much for glamour, it' s all for the cash | |
| Talk to my tour manager, I know I' m an a | |
| With so much shit I can' t handle, I' m runnin' on my las | |
| Energy reserves and I cannot be disturbed | |
| Little things get on my nerves, man I cannot be concerned | |
| With all the pettiness, on my rousing way up to the top | |
| Then I fall flat on my face when my blood sugar drops | |
| Verse 2 | |
| 4 o' clock PM, I wake up and get dressed and | |
| Step out of the bus into the streets of Dresden | |
| Waking my way to the backstage catering | |
| Grabbin' a plate of things, checking on the state of things | |
| If I can' t find my soy milk, I' m boiling over | |
| I met one too many of these toy promoters | |
| Blamin' somebody else when it' s they own responsibility | |
| You ain' t even read the bottom, man, this headache' s ing killin' m | |
| And now we at a standstill, the sound is so bad, all I wanna do is cancel | |
| But we travelled far, now we here and the fans will | |
| Blame us for being too famous, ' cause entertainers | |
| Are are supposed to be happy and keep laughing | |
| While they singin' and rappin' | |
| No matter the circumstances, that' s a " thing of the past" -me | |
| We allies with professional craftsmen | |
| Invoking questions and answers confessions in anthems | |
| Chorus | |
| Like, one for the camera, two for the flash | |
| So much for glamour, it' s all for the cash | |
| Talk to my tour manager, I know I' m an a | |
| With so much shit I can' t handle, I' m runnin' on my las | |
| Energy reserves and I cannot be disturbed | |
| Little things get on my nerves, man I cannot be concerned | |
| With all the pettiness, on my rousing way up to the top | |
| Then I fall flat on my face when my blood sugar drops | |
| Verse 3 | |
| It' s the airport in Frankfurt and as far as my eyes can see | |
| They don' t care for my kind ' cause ain' nuttin' a? ? can eat | |
| Now, security check, a few minutes left, then we off and we up and away | |
| But they the man of respect, " what' s that on your neck? ", take it off, let us all set a way | |
| Got it from my girlfriend, it' s worth an enormous lot to me | |
| She found it in the mountains, it' s an empty harmless shell, but I guess the monotony | |
| Of the woman breathing or is she just a uniform | |
| Is she a human being or an alien life form? | |
| Regardless, it causes her to be on a power trip | |
| Why would she blow an hour trip? I don' t know | |
| But I guess it' s obvious, she' s one annoying sonovab | |
| She looks turned on, twitchin', shakin' from having my picture taken | |
| Fingerprints, I' m thinkin', what kind of money this b h is making a mont | |
| And now I' m hatin' this cunt | |
| Then I stop myself, what has happened since I' m so blatant and blunt? | |
| How did I get this bitter, hell, my mama taught me better | |
| Blinded by rage from my low blood sugar level reqruited by the devil. . . | |
| It' s one for the security camera, two for the tax | |
| Anti-terror propaganda, it' s all for the cash | |
| They always wanna search my bag like I was wearing a mask | |
| And to them I guess I' m bendin' head up my a |
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