文本歌词

Juice WRLD - 10 Feet
Uh I don't wanna try bruh
Uh acidic a bunch of bad habits with
Bad magic can't disappear and re-appear in the same sentence
I'm bad at it
The mad hatter the perc packer
The mom thrasher
The perc mixed with the syrup turn me into a contractor
A straight tweak so high I can't speak
Been three weeks I still haven't met my peak
Like I could be someone other than myself
Like I could find a little heaven up in my hell
Yeah I know it never ever end well
Yeah I know I always fall victim to a rich spell
Uh like abracadabra
The flow so raw forgot to grab magnums
Been raw-doggin' b**ches ever since I went platinum
I feel like hell full of bad b**ches
Wonder if it's room in heaven for savages
My life's a canvas
I'm paintin' in blood like a cannibal
Rip off his head and I salvage it huh
A little too graphic
At least you n**gas know
That I still got the passion
Of someone who don't got sh*t
But the clothes on they back
And its been that way since way back since
Like I'm a killer or somethin'
These n**gas lip-singin' like milli vanilli or somethin'
I'm like lil' wayne I got a milli milli milli or somethin'
I guess I'm rich in broke pockets
Bountiful my soul's empty so deep ten feet
Times ten feet
F**k love it's gon' take more to convince me
That you with me
And not against me
Where I'm from we loaded up
Pop out and turn n**gas into mince meat