文本歌词

Possession of a Weapon - Caitlyn Scarlett
Don't try to tame me or claim me
My only answer is maybe
If you can't handle the pain then
You're not cut out for the game
I come alive in the night
And turn to dust in the light of day
Try it my way and you'll never be the same
Might not be from the hood
But I'm bringing the goods
Send the bill to these b**ches
While I'm billing a spliff
You're looking oh so ashamed
Get rid of that frown
Not everyone can win in this game
You lost your crown that's the circle of life
Been in the studio so long I've lost track of day and night
Wish I had time to settle down and maybe find a wife
Bet you didn't think I would swing both ways
Bet you didn't think that I could sing and spray
This rose has it's thorns
I hang my halo on my horns
So sorry I missed your call
I was underground as usual
The city is my soulmate
And I swear it keeps me from dating
Cause I'm still yet to meet a person
I could love more than this place
I find that London will lobotomise your need to runaway
I keep on surfing these couches
Haven't been home in days
But I'll do anything to stay
Sometimes this sh*t gets in the way
All my friends are in love
But my aversion to trust
Keeps my career coming first yeah
Now lemme get to work
Oh just look what you've done
Fallen in love with a gun
Can't live without having me
You just might die at the hands of me
Tried to warn you more than once
Of the harm that can come
Falling for the reaper
Coming through your speakers
In possession of a weapon you don't know how to use
Infatuation with a firearm what are you gonna do oh
Oh just look what you've done
Fallen in love with a gun
So if you're thinking of trying it
You should know I'm not buying it
All these musicians are dying
And I'm not even trying
Don't even need to break a sweat to put these verses to bed
Lyrics and melodies lie dead
On the floor as I tread
Over these amateur metaphors
This sh*t's easy I'm getting bored
Bringing vibes you ain't heard before
Won't be long 'til you beg for more
Way too focused for fake sh*t
I still have too much to prove
Beware my lyrical fist
Cause that sh*t can leave bruise
Been sacrificing food and sleep
Tryna get that recognition
B**ch I am the heat
F**k whatever you heard about the kitchen
No pun intended but I recommend you let that sink in
This is history in the making so just take a seat and listen
Hypnosis through headphones
I'm controlling your soul
You've no idea how far I'll go
They're counting on me back at home
So if you wanna take me on then I suggest you be afraid
I don't take nicely to naming shaming and f**king false claiming
Been doing this sh*t so long
My thoughts are turning to songs
All of my memories are dead
I just have melodies instead
You should get used to this voice
Don't act like you have a choice
Just step back and admire
This weapon's ready to fire
Oh just look what you've done
Fallen in love with a gun
Can't live without having me
You just might die at the hands of me
Tried to warn you more than once
Of the harm that can common
Falling for the reaper
Coming through your speakers
In possession of a weapon you don't know how to use
Infatuation with a firearm what are you gonna do oh
Oh just look what you've done
Fallen in love with a gun
My wings are still coming through
And they're not built to carry two
Can't be what you want me to be
You're staring at me and I hear you scream
Baby don't shoot
Don't shoot
Baby don't shoot