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 murdered on
I get tired; sweat through a headband
You might look alive, that's 'cause you don't know you a dead man

1]
This is plan, someone stop me
I've sent here from Illuminati
Evil scriptures written on my
Me and Satan pull up in a red
Don't be to put your fucking arm around me
44 shots traumatize in of 45 hit 44 more
Carbon copies say you
for e'rybody
Mama,
Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle,
This is not Versace, is hot hibachi
This is Hiroshima, is Nagasaki
I'm Gandhi, a fucking humanoid Anunnaki
With plenty when I'm riding shotty
Better use manners when you talk about me
too hard to find me
I've been killing niggas, still ain't nothin' left
Joyner Lucas than a strep throat
Spanish that wanna give me besos
must've forgot I was next up
Speed out your crib right I clean out your shit and then put All of your fucking money in a escrow
Fuck you saying, I'm not the one that you play with
I they really mistaken, I wasn't next up?
You thought wrong and you all gone, all
I just might bring back Don Juan, I just might bring back Sean
P Diddy that I'm on one
I'ma be the down a Du-Rag
Pussy ate out, a PopCon
If I fuck with you, that's too bad (god damn)
Hoe, you played out like the
no bygones being bygones
I should murder when I buy guns
Hoe, you get stretched Nylon
is my band, I'm Dylon
All I wanna do is just drop bombs on you cheerleadin' with the pom-poms
My Jamaica bitch got socks on, time I hit it she be like, "Wagwan"
Piper picked a pepper, and I picked the pressure
Pick a fight, I a side, I put you on a stretcher
Peter Piper up a nine, I put it together
Started poppin' at the people, they to meet the Beretta
Better meet the metal, I'm in need of a of a measure
Put you deeper what's deep of the sea of the desert
I've been 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 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 fucking job, this my life, this my,

2]
All of y'all wishy,
All y'all my kids in a car
I take my to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi
Lyin' in the sand, too time in your hands, I think I need to find you a hobby
God got a plan, hope that God hold your hand, I 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 mac for no reason
You are now witnessing greatness, I'm practically preaching and this is the passion of
And all you basic motherfuckas are 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 it's competition, I'm a winning
You can have the digits, I'm a
I see you niggas, I've been lacking vision
You've been acting different, I've 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 putting your feet 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
up on 'em when I pull up on 'em, put that motherfucking Smoke up on 'em with that holy water
Joyner Lucas, I'm a holy mona [?] leader motor
Man, too many niggas about it, but I thought about it
Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the morning, but I gotta Show 'em what all about and I'ma call 'em out
I ain't that nigga you could about, you better calm it down
be tryna give me the runaround, I'll shut 'em down god damn, wait

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

3]
This is God's plan, stop me
I was sent here Illuminati
Evil scriptures on my body
Me and pull up in a red Buggati
Don't be tryna put fucking arm around 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 Gandhi in a Maserati, god
Now call me
Plenty wanna ride on shotty
use your manners when you talk about me
It ain't to find me, motherfucker
My Joyner