歌曲 | So Sick Stories |
歌手 | RATKING |
歌手 | King Krule |
专辑 | So Sick Stories |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作词 : Archy Marshall/Hakeem Lewis/Patrick Morales |
[00:00.024] | 作曲 : Archy Marshall/Hakeem Lewis/Patrick Morales |
[00:00.48] | RATKING 、King Krule -So Sick Stories (Explicit) |
[00:11.890] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[00:15.09] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[00:17.598] | Are set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[00:21.726] | Just another inner city bliss |
[00:23.805] | Now do you see this |
[00:25.214] | The way the grey controls only |
[00:27.24] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[00:29.794] | I set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[00:33.753] | Just another inner city river bliss |
[00:35.982] | Uptown soul of American century no dispute |
[00:39.80] | Our foreign coup Malcolm gets shoot shot |
[00:42.369] | Harlem screaming how come it's you not |
[00:45.67] | Some other f**ker at that audubon spot got |
[00:48.276] | Houdini to seedy schemey J**kies who would easily deceive me believe me |
[00:52.965] | Monthly must be easy to f**k with Wik |
[00:56.415] | In my ear saying suck this **** 'fore I get sadistic |
[00:59.745] | I'm in the corner crying what's this sh*t |
[01:02.594] | Seems I'm either puffing that bliss or cuffs on my wrist |
[01:06.74] | Yin and yang either stinging with pain or bringing that grain |
[01:09.803] | Either way yo it's all the same thang |
[01:12.832] | Thinking might it be worth it life in the circle write in my journal |
[01:17.378] | My journals is start the city it flows with the prettiest prose |
[01:21.255] | Mixed with the gritty and gross I pity the |
[01:24.472] | Hideous shmoe not the idiot shmucks still giving a f**k |
[01:27.862] | But I pity them so I guess I care too prepared to |
[01:31.490] | I-I-I dare to keep trying when dying |
[01:34.330] | The island be my heirloom |
[01:35.910] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[01:39.20] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[01:41.558] | Are set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[01:45.646] | Just another inner city bliss |
[01:47.665] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[01:50.995] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[01:53.775] | I set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[01:57.815] | Just another inner city river bliss |
[02:00.375] | Marred Muts upstream harbored us |
[02:03.44] | Luck loop of lucky louie shufflin'suave struts |
[02:06.493] | Wrists carved up from center street souls |
[02:08.912] | Whose scars won't shut no scars won't shut |
[02:12.321] | Back in kickball they were the kids that got cut |
[02:15.11] | Type to lick ya tears off poke ya gut and such |
[02:18.340] | Now who's stuck |
[02:19.540] | And where's my luck |
[02:21.50] | Barged baxter in bayard boom where's my buck |
[02:24.310] | You wouldn't last long on Lennox you scared to come up |
[02:26.979] | But you need to be as scared of the come up |
[02:29.868] | When you need to be shootin'shoats and saving the young pups |
[02:32.958] | Torrid heat time square post let it erupt |
[02:36.37] | We're bashing and barking like dogs in the fog |
[02:39.227] | Down the South slow draws haggard hogs |
[02:42.137] | I can feel ya hunger baby scribble and make ya starve |
[02:45.97] | Taught you 'bout tatted walls scratched and scattered scrawls |
[02:48.286] | Night you like to breathe but you talk timid towards tamed with awe |
[02:51.595] | And tongues rip through holes with pockets to draws |
[02:54.264] | I was born in the ocean and adapted to life ashore |
[02:57.14] | Take it as a simple world world world |
[02:59.982] | Guess I'm spatting off like hell now what the hell |
[03:03.291] | All the all the sick stories to tell |
[03:05.931] | Sittin'in ya cell thinkin'to yourself how'd I fail |
[03:09.659] | Well why'd I wail |
[03:11.919] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[03:14.949] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[03:17.779] | Are set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[03:21.759] | Just another inner city bliss |
[03:23.659] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[03:26.939] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[03:29.779] | I set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[03:33.719] | Just another inner city river bliss |
[03:36.257] | Suave slobs conquer Manahatta |
[03:39.256] | Wally's on my feet Squallies on the creep 'cross the |
[03:42.236] | Street where the people that peep the nostalgia |
[03:45.236] | All dat karma can come upon ya |
[03:48.275] | Suave slobs conquer Manahatta |
[03:51.155] | Wally's on my feet Squallies on the creep 'cross the |
[03:54.195] | Street where the people that peep the nostalgia |
[03:57.223] | All dat karma can come upon ya |
[04:00.213] | Suave slobs conquer Manahatta |
[04:03.152] | Wally's on my feet Squallies on the creep 'cross the |
[04:06.112] | Street where the people that peep the nostalgia |
[04:09.211] | All dat karma can come upon ya |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Archy Marshall Hakeem Lewis Patrick Morales |
[00:00.024] | zuo qu : Archy Marshall Hakeem Lewis Patrick Morales |
[00:00.48] | RATKING King Krule So Sick Stories Explicit |
[00:11.890] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[00:15.09] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[00:17.598] | Are set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[00:21.726] | Just another inner city bliss |
[00:23.805] | Now do you see this |
[00:25.214] | The way the grey controls only |
[00:27.24] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[00:29.794] | I set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[00:33.753] | Just another inner city river bliss |
[00:35.982] | Uptown soul of American century no dispute |
[00:39.80] | Our foreign coup Malcolm gets shoot shot |
[00:42.369] | Harlem screaming how come it' s you not |
[00:45.67] | Some other f ker at that audubon spot got |
[00:48.276] | Houdini to seedy schemey J kies who would easily deceive me believe me |
[00:52.965] | Monthly must be easy to f k with Wik |
[00:56.415] | In my ear saying suck this ' fore I get sadistic |
[00:59.745] | I' m in the corner crying what' s this sh t |
[01:02.594] | Seems I' m either puffing that bliss or cuffs on my wrist |
[01:06.74] | Yin and yang either stinging with pain or bringing that grain |
[01:09.803] | Either way yo it' s all the same thang |
[01:12.832] | Thinking might it be worth it life in the circle write in my journal |
[01:17.378] | My journals is start the city it flows with the prettiest prose |
[01:21.255] | Mixed with the gritty and gross I pity the |
[01:24.472] | Hideous shmoe not the idiot shmucks still giving a f k |
[01:27.862] | But I pity them so I guess I care too prepared to |
[01:31.490] | III dare to keep trying when dying |
[01:34.330] | The island be my heirloom |
[01:35.910] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[01:39.20] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[01:41.558] | Are set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[01:45.646] | Just another inner city bliss |
[01:47.665] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[01:50.995] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[01:53.775] | I set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[01:57.815] | Just another inner city river bliss |
[02:00.375] | Marred Muts upstream harbored us |
[02:03.44] | Luck loop of lucky louie shufflin' suave struts |
[02:06.493] | Wrists carved up from center street souls |
[02:08.912] | Whose scars won' t shut no scars won' t shut |
[02:12.321] | Back in kickball they were the kids that got cut |
[02:15.11] | Type to lick ya tears off poke ya gut and such |
[02:18.340] | Now who' s stuck |
[02:19.540] | And where' s my luck |
[02:21.50] | Barged baxter in bayard boom where' s my buck |
[02:24.310] | You wouldn' t last long on Lennox you scared to come up |
[02:26.979] | But you need to be as scared of the come up |
[02:29.868] | When you need to be shootin' shoats and saving the young pups |
[02:32.958] | Torrid heat time square post let it erupt |
[02:36.37] | We' re bashing and barking like dogs in the fog |
[02:39.227] | Down the South slow draws haggard hogs |
[02:42.137] | I can feel ya hunger baby scribble and make ya starve |
[02:45.97] | Taught you ' bout tatted walls scratched and scattered scrawls |
[02:48.286] | Night you like to breathe but you talk timid towards tamed with awe |
[02:51.595] | And tongues rip through holes with pockets to draws |
[02:54.264] | I was born in the ocean and adapted to life ashore |
[02:57.14] | Take it as a simple world world world |
[02:59.982] | Guess I' m spatting off like hell now what the hell |
[03:03.291] | All the all the sick stories to tell |
[03:05.931] | Sittin' in ya cell thinkin' to yourself how' d I fail |
[03:09.659] | Well why' d I wail |
[03:11.919] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[03:14.949] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[03:17.779] | Are set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[03:21.759] | Just another inner city bliss |
[03:23.659] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[03:26.939] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[03:29.779] | I set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[03:33.719] | Just another inner city river bliss |
[03:36.257] | Suave slobs conquer Manahatta |
[03:39.256] | Wally' s on my feet Squallies on the creep ' cross the |
[03:42.236] | Street where the people that peep the nostalgia |
[03:45.236] | All dat karma can come upon ya |
[03:48.275] | Suave slobs conquer Manahatta |
[03:51.155] | Wally' s on my feet Squallies on the creep ' cross the |
[03:54.195] | Street where the people that peep the nostalgia |
[03:57.223] | All dat karma can come upon ya |
[04:00.213] | Suave slobs conquer Manahatta |
[04:03.152] | Wally' s on my feet Squallies on the creep ' cross the |
[04:06.112] | Street where the people that peep the nostalgia |
[04:09.211] | All dat karma can come upon ya |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Archy Marshall Hakeem Lewis Patrick Morales |
[00:00.024] | zuò qǔ : Archy Marshall Hakeem Lewis Patrick Morales |
[00:00.48] | RATKING King Krule So Sick Stories Explicit |
[00:11.890] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[00:15.09] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[00:17.598] | Are set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[00:21.726] | Just another inner city bliss |
[00:23.805] | Now do you see this |
[00:25.214] | The way the grey controls only |
[00:27.24] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[00:29.794] | I set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[00:33.753] | Just another inner city river bliss |
[00:35.982] | Uptown soul of American century no dispute |
[00:39.80] | Our foreign coup Malcolm gets shoot shot |
[00:42.369] | Harlem screaming how come it' s you not |
[00:45.67] | Some other f ker at that audubon spot got |
[00:48.276] | Houdini to seedy schemey J kies who would easily deceive me believe me |
[00:52.965] | Monthly must be easy to f k with Wik |
[00:56.415] | In my ear saying suck this ' fore I get sadistic |
[00:59.745] | I' m in the corner crying what' s this sh t |
[01:02.594] | Seems I' m either puffing that bliss or cuffs on my wrist |
[01:06.74] | Yin and yang either stinging with pain or bringing that grain |
[01:09.803] | Either way yo it' s all the same thang |
[01:12.832] | Thinking might it be worth it life in the circle write in my journal |
[01:17.378] | My journals is start the city it flows with the prettiest prose |
[01:21.255] | Mixed with the gritty and gross I pity the |
[01:24.472] | Hideous shmoe not the idiot shmucks still giving a f k |
[01:27.862] | But I pity them so I guess I care too prepared to |
[01:31.490] | III dare to keep trying when dying |
[01:34.330] | The island be my heirloom |
[01:35.910] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[01:39.20] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[01:41.558] | Are set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[01:45.646] | Just another inner city bliss |
[01:47.665] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[01:50.995] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[01:53.775] | I set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[01:57.815] | Just another inner city river bliss |
[02:00.375] | Marred Muts upstream harbored us |
[02:03.44] | Luck loop of lucky louie shufflin' suave struts |
[02:06.493] | Wrists carved up from center street souls |
[02:08.912] | Whose scars won' t shut no scars won' t shut |
[02:12.321] | Back in kickball they were the kids that got cut |
[02:15.11] | Type to lick ya tears off poke ya gut and such |
[02:18.340] | Now who' s stuck |
[02:19.540] | And where' s my luck |
[02:21.50] | Barged baxter in bayard boom where' s my buck |
[02:24.310] | You wouldn' t last long on Lennox you scared to come up |
[02:26.979] | But you need to be as scared of the come up |
[02:29.868] | When you need to be shootin' shoats and saving the young pups |
[02:32.958] | Torrid heat time square post let it erupt |
[02:36.37] | We' re bashing and barking like dogs in the fog |
[02:39.227] | Down the South slow draws haggard hogs |
[02:42.137] | I can feel ya hunger baby scribble and make ya starve |
[02:45.97] | Taught you ' bout tatted walls scratched and scattered scrawls |
[02:48.286] | Night you like to breathe but you talk timid towards tamed with awe |
[02:51.595] | And tongues rip through holes with pockets to draws |
[02:54.264] | I was born in the ocean and adapted to life ashore |
[02:57.14] | Take it as a simple world world world |
[02:59.982] | Guess I' m spatting off like hell now what the hell |
[03:03.291] | All the all the sick stories to tell |
[03:05.931] | Sittin' in ya cell thinkin' to yourself how' d I fail |
[03:09.659] | Well why' d I wail |
[03:11.919] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[03:14.949] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[03:17.779] | Are set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[03:21.759] | Just another inner city bliss |
[03:23.659] | Now do you see this the way the grey controls only |
[03:26.939] | The souls that go to sleep to sink and dissolve |
[03:29.779] | I set adrift in between the concrete and the mist |
[03:33.719] | Just another inner city river bliss |
[03:36.257] | Suave slobs conquer Manahatta |
[03:39.256] | Wally' s on my feet Squallies on the creep ' cross the |
[03:42.236] | Street where the people that peep the nostalgia |
[03:45.236] | All dat karma can come upon ya |
[03:48.275] | Suave slobs conquer Manahatta |
[03:51.155] | Wally' s on my feet Squallies on the creep ' cross the |
[03:54.195] | Street where the people that peep the nostalgia |
[03:57.223] | All dat karma can come upon ya |
[04:00.213] | Suave slobs conquer Manahatta |
[04:03.152] | Wally' s on my feet Squallies on the creep ' cross the |
[04:06.112] | Street where the people that peep the nostalgia |
[04:09.211] | All dat karma can come upon ya |