Luyện nghe bài hát Look Alive (Remix)

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

1]
This is plan, someone stop me
I've been sent here Illuminati
Evil written on my body
Me and Satan pull up in a red
Don't be to put your fucking arm around me
44 shots traumatize in front of 45 hit 44
Carbon say you kamikazes
for e'rybody
Mama,
Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle,
This is not Versace, is hot hibachi
This is Hiroshima, this is
I'm Mahatma Gandhi, a fucking Anunnaki
With hammers when I'm riding shotty
Better use your manners when you talk me
Ain't too hard to me
I've been killing niggas, still nothin' left though
Joyner Lucas than a strep throat
Spanish bitch that give 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 money in a escrow
what you saying, I'm not the one that you play with
I think they really mistaken, I next up?
You wrong and you all gone, all done
I might bring back Don Juan, I just might bring back Sean John
Tell P that I'm on one
I'ma be the with a Du-Rag
Pussy ate out, a PopCon
If I don't fuck with you, too bad (god damn)
Hoe, you played out like the
Ain't no bygones being
I should murder niggas I buy guns
Hoe, you get stretched like
is my band, I'm Dylon
All I wanna do is just drop bombs on you niggas with the pom-poms
My Jamaica got socks on, every time I hit it she be like, "Wagwan"
Peter Piper picked a pepper, and I picked the
Pick a fight, I pick a side, I put you on a
Peter Piper up a nine, I put it together
Started poppin' at the people, they 'bout to the Beretta
Better meet the metal, I'm in of a heat of a measure
Put you than what's deep of the sea of the desert
I've scheming while I'm creeping, like fifty feet to the Jetta
Niggas speed and hit the pedal, put my in the metal, god damn!

508 all on my side, gon' ride, they gon' ride
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 y'all wishy,
All my kids in a car seat
I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 Tekashi
Lyin' in the sand, too much time in your hands, I think I to find you a hobby
God got a plan, hope that God hold your hand, I think I'm 'bout to me a body!
Tell all my teachers that I I'm back on my G shit and I'm coming back to get even
I went on and got paid, now I'm back in the region, I let off this mac for no reason
You are now witnessing greatness, I'm practically preaching and is the passion of Jesus
And all you basic motherfuckas are lacking achievement, and I've been laughing and geekin'
to business, I got mad intentions, I ain't perfect, I done made Some bad decisions
But it's competition, I'm a winning
You can the digits, I'm a mathematician
I don't see you niggas, I've been vision
You've been different, I've been acting distant
I'ma do shit to bring me mad attention
You gon' do some that send me back to prison, whoa!
This is uncomfortable, you keep putting your feet in a fire
I think my gun got a crush on you, boy, you 'bout to meet your admirer
How you do shit you don't wanna do? I do that shit just to 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 when I pull up on 'em, put that motherfucking Smoke up on 'em that holy water
Joyner Lucas, I'm a mona [?] leader motor runnin'
Man, too niggas know about it, but I thought 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 ain't that nigga you could talk about, you better calm it
Don't be tryna give me the runaround, I'll shut 'em down god damn,

508 all on my side, gon' ride, they gon' ride
Nigga 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, my life, this my

3]
This is plan, someone stop me
I was sent here Illuminati
Evil scriptures written on my
Me and Satan pull up in a red
Don't be tryna put your fucking arm me
the drama, it ain't hard to find me
This a lucid dream, this a
UFO flying I'm riding shotty
I'm a ninja, pull up on a
187 on the cops me
is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki
I'm Mahatma in a Maserati, god damn
Now call me
Plenty wanna ride on shotty
use your manners when you talk about me
It hard to find me, motherfucker
My Joyner