Luyện nghe bài hát Look Alive (Remix)

All you a lie
Nigga, I ain't ever a "yes" man
All you gonna die, you can get on webcam
I don't get tired; sweat through a
You might look alive, that's 'cause you really know you a dead man

1]
This is God's plan, stop me
I've been sent from Illuminati
Evil scriptures on my body
Me and Satan pull up in a red
Don't be to put your fucking arm around me
44 traumatize in front of 45 hit 44 more
copies say you kamikazes
That's for
Mama,
Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle,
This is not Versace, this is hot
This is Hiroshima, this is
I'm Mahatma Gandhi, a humanoid Anunnaki
With plenty when I'm riding shotty
Better use your manners you talk about me
too hard to find me
I've been killing niggas, still ain't nothin' though
Joyner Lucas sicker than a throat
Spanish bitch that wanna me besos
They must've I was next up
Speed out your crib right after I clean out your shit and then put All of your fucking in a escrow
what you saying, I'm not the one that you play with
I think they really mistaken, I wasn't up?
You thought wrong and you all gone, all
I just might back Don Juan, I just might bring back Sean John
Tell P Diddy I'm on one
I'ma be the down a Du-Rag
Pussy ate out, that's a
If I don't fuck you, that's too bad (god damn)
Hoe, you played out the dansant
Ain't no bygones bygones
I should murder when I buy guns
Hoe, you get stretched like
is my band, I'm Dylon
All I do is just drop bombs on you cheerleadin' niggas with the pom-poms
My Jamaica bitch got socks on, every I hit it she be like, "Wagwan"
Peter Piper picked a pepper, and I the pressure
a fight, I pick a side, I put you on a stretcher
Peter Piper up a nine, I put it together
Started poppin' at the people, 'bout to meet the Beretta
Better the metal, I'm in need of a heat of a measure
Put you deeper than deep of the sea of the desert
I've scheming while I'm creeping, like fifty feet to the Jetta
Niggas and hit the pedal, put my feet in the metal, god damn!

508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon'
Nigga, a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
I I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied
I ain't got no job, this my life, this my, wait

2]
All of wishy, washy
All y'all my kids in a car
I my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi
Lyin' in the sand, too much time in your hands, I think I need to you a hobby
God got a plan, hope that God your hand, I think I'm 'bout to catch me a body!
all my teachers that I said I'm back on my G shit and I'm coming back to get even
I went on tour and got paid, now I'm back in the region, I let off this mac for no
You are now witnessing greatness, I'm practically preaching and this is the passion of
And all you motherfuckas are lacking achievement, and I've just been laughing and geekin'
Back to business, I got mad intentions, I ain't perfect, I done made bad decisions
But competition, I'm a savage winning
You can have the digits, I'm a
I don't see you niggas, I've been lacking
You've been acting different, been acting distant
do some shit to bring me mad attention
You gon' do some shit that send me to prison, whoa!
This is uncomfortable, you just keep putting your in a fire
I think my gun got a crush on you, boy, you 'bout to your secret admirer
How you do shit you don't wanna do? I do shit just to keep Me inspired
I used to hit it and leave when I wanted to, now I hit it and be inside her, woo
Roll up on 'em I pull up on 'em, put that motherfucking Smoke up on 'em with that holy water
Joyner Lucas, I'm a mona [?] leader motor runnin'
Man, too many niggas know about it, but I about it
Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the morning, but I gotta Show 'em what it's all about and call 'em out
I that nigga you could talk about, you better calm it down
Don't be tryna give me the runaround, shut 'em down god damn, wait

508 all on my side, they gon' ride, gon' ride
this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
I said I was gon' retire, I lied, bitch I lied
I ain't got no fucking job, this my life, my

3]
This is God's plan, stop me
I was here from Illuminati
Evil written on my body
Me and Satan pull up in a red
Don't be tryna put your arm around me
Bring the drama, it ain't hard to me
This a dream, this a out-of-body
UFO flying while I'm riding
I'm a ninja, up on a Kawasaki
187 on the cops me
This is Hiroshima, this is
I'm Mahatma in a Maserati, god damn
Now call me
hammers wanna ride on shotty
Better use your manners when you about me
It hard to find me, motherfucker
My name