ScHoolboy Q - Cycle скачать mp3

[Verse 1] Only 12 and a half and already ducking them jabs Fight back, just hoping that he last He on his ass Huffing and puffing Getting tagged See what this nigga feel Would only make them niggas laugh He felt the discomfort And trust him right away Saw the devil in they eyes His homie looking straight But something was different in him Not the same from yesterday Shit his whole demeanor changed Even his smile was strange His childhood never came But dude was always gutter He got it from his brother From his brother from his brother Brought pain onto his mother Once was elementary homies But now we attack each other Shit set love aside Took his pride Shit he had to rob Threw on his hood and then he fired Fired and fired Fired and fire The tires screech Spirit of up out of reach The young niggas swallowing yeast Trapped in the belly of the beast Sheesh [Hook] X 2 I know niggas that kill niggas That kill niggas that kill niggas That kill niggas, the cycle continues The cycle continues [Verse 2] He only 17 His homies was his motive He only 17 His momma never noticed Too busy paying bills Trying to provide a meal Pay the rent and steal Her child live for a thrill Fulfill his niggas wishes No more hugs and kisses No more 'how you been' No more tucking in He with them other men Poppa never came So his cousin and him pretend Imitating if they was him Got the pistol on him Loaded unloaded off and jam Feels like niggas on him So he look for them First nigga wrong Heck-Blam-Blam to him Paranoia kills Kill or be killed Let alone all them thugs Let alone all them drugs Treat is kinda like a bud Lets see how karma does Lets see how much he loves Shoot-him-up shoot-him-up Bam-bam [Hook] X 2 I know niggas that kill niggas That kill niggas that kill niggas That kill niggas, the cycle continues The cycle continues [Verse 3] This nigga 21 He feel like he the man This nigga 21 His mom said be a man Love to sag his pants Pistol in his hand Feel he too advanced Him slipping out his chance Think he at his best he hit the set he making orders Got them little niggas busting shots and flipping quarters An ounce a half double up Shit what you order Even dimes, think with a corrupted mind Adapted to them crime Living with regrets in order to survive Gotta get high clashes with time Paranoia hard through his body Trying love for a hobby You know gangsters come with kids Teaching them wasn't his He EBT the corner store to go fill up the fridge Approached by a little nigga Hoddie over his still Looking down the barrel Woke a burner tucked Aimed at his whig Let him fire Then he fire, fire [Hook] X 2 I know niggas that kill niggas That kill niggas that kill niggas That kill niggas, the cycle continues The cycle continues