Stockholm Syndrome

Stockholm Syndrome文本歌词

作词 : Russ/Dominick Wickliffe

作曲 : Russ/Dominick Wickliffe

Yeah

After this I don't even wanna talk to people, you feel me?

Hahaha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Let me just get right to it, yeah

Come on

This is bigger than a post with an irrelevant caption

This is organized knowledge and intelligent action (Woo)

This is since '06, tryna create legacy

Bossed up stocks, real estate, and equity

You fake Pat Bervely's always tryna shut down Russ

You fouls stay the **** from 'round us

'Cause you can't **** with me so you lie instead

You lazy, you blocked tryin' to head

But I can't give 'em clout, that's a courtesy bag

Can't forget about how bad I wanted what I currently have

Selective memory, I'm blockin' all the bad games out

Even though I got more **** ups than a halfway house

But since the match came out, I've made M after M

You're not a boss (You're not)

You get your percent after them, that's rough (Yeah)

Money sewin' up, no more audience to Fashion Novas and all your fans obvious

I'm sorry but I'm not (I'm not), my sentiment is

Is y'all stay throwin' shots, so you gon' get what you give

**** you back then, right now, and tomorrow (Haha)

I'm in Africa, smokin' Kilimanjaro

I'm a young god (Yeah), but still I bleed

So I'ma post one out (Uh), 'til I leave

And they killin' Black people like it's nothin'

Actually, it's past the point of killin', this is huntin' (Huntin')

Gotta do somethin' (Somethin')

Gotta do my part (Yeah)

So I went and raised a half a million for the cause (Yeah)

Shout out the ones on the front lines, gettin' they fight on

I'm talking 'bout Tameeka, I'm talking 'bout Mysonne

I'm keepin' the lights on for my whole damn family

So I don't give a **** if some hoes can't stand me

I still want Grammys, tell the chapters

Artists go broke 'cause they sell their masters

You a player I'm an owner, so I'm richer than most

How you diss me in a song and you sittin' in coach?

The audacity (Shh), I'm gettin' tired of y'all

Keep it real, deep down, I'm inspirin' y'all

You know the show business says, \"Don't plan,\" real idiots

My goal is buy land, build businesses

And my lawyer and manager Ashkenazi

Buildin' empires like Ghazi Shami

It's gettin' real smooth, but my wrist is rocky

I don't want the pussy if you drink Dasani

Lookin' in the mirror like, \"I knew we'd make it\" (Knew it)

Five hundred thousand for the Boosie bracelet

Another hundred thousand for the MJ hoops

Success came through

All different colors, I know you gon' remember these eyes

I can give a **** less if an enemy dies

**** them, **** you, hut one, hut two

Said hike, headed off to myself run through

All the obstacles, I'm always goin' audibles

My come up is phenomenal, I feel like I'm responsible

For all they tryna do it their own way and move at their own pace

It's you versus you, dawg, you runnin' your own race

I'm locked in, after this, I'm top ten dead or alive

You better decide, which side of the fence you is at

'Cause I don't **** with the back and forth

I make a bitch go get it like a Labrador

I'm a platinum plaque embassador

'Cause I don't got one career, dog, I'm next to four

But I'm not done yet (Nah)

The critical thought is, the industry is run by invisible bosses

Through the mist of the fall, I can see what's true

Only way to beat the game, is don't play, **** you, come on

Come on, man, we playin' a whole 'nother game, right Russ?

Ayo, I remember listenin' to your shit on SoundCloud

You in jets now

Tell these niggas how them clouds sounds, since they at it backwards, hahaha

One of the best to ever do it, on G-O-D

Twenty plus in the game, yellin', \"C-O-B\"

'Cause the industry is all about who dicks who

Who broomsticks who

With no vaseline, they just move shit through

Nigga, who is you? They gon' screw him too

You came into this game to be a cool rich dude

Eatin' Ruth Chris food, buy your new bitch the new Shih Tzu

But the true issue, they gon' treat you like a Rubik's Cube

Then they kickin' you out, quicker than jiu jitsu

Nigga, boo hoo-hoo

Ain't nobody cryin' when all of a sudden your career doesn't exist

Couple of hits, you don't know, got you stuck in the ditch

Wonderin' if, you should end it all, cuttin' your wrists

Sick of diggin' in your pockets, touchin' nothin' but lint

Wonderin' where the **** your publishin' went a 100% to the company

And now you livin' under a bench

Unless a nigga like Hov wanna come to a brother defense

Poor us, only the money can kill us

Jimmy Henchman, puttin' coke on the tour bus

The allure of gettin' rich is what lured us

Into that trap of bein' rappers slash trappers

If they clap us, the label is gettin' fat, 'cause

They assure us but ensured us that we would get a piece of the pie

Seem like we got the green light to die (Sure does)

I used to sit low with my 64, with my pistol on my hip, yo

Gettin' hit note

Tires by the Cisco, I would sip slow, 'til I was sick, yo

Hit the one up out the window

Didn't know how to get home, when I did though

I would tip-toe to my crib 'fore I let the shit pour

To my bottle then it was Guantánamo

I would get low like a schizo', Skid Row

Drinkin' myself in the grave, depressed person

Now I don't chase Henny, I chase the best version

Of myself, hoppin' in the CLS swervin'

Rims so big, look I'm in an Excursion

I'm hardworkin' and God workin'

Like a heart surgeon, my heart's urgin'

I was good to contain now I'm Geordi La Forge

Slaveship to the spaceship, damn I'm LeVar Burton

Open the stargate and I meet you with ISIS

Wrote a letter to Suge sayin', \"I'm still the nicest\"

'Til it's over, I'll be grippin' the pistolas

Sippin' some crip cola, right where Killer Mike is

Leavin' the mic' lifeless that's what's killin' mics is

Hail to the lyricist, we're gonna be from the Genesis

Your emphasis is money but you really just a dummy

The labels, the ventriloquists, here's what the real advice is

Before the jewelry, get some real estate

Put some lawyer money up like you dealin' weight

Keep it a hunnid, G, whoever wanna eat

Tell 'em all, \"Bring somethin' to the dinner plate\" (Word)

Get your credit straight, nigga, meditate

Keep a shooter that'll never ever hesitate (Boom, boom)

Remember this jewel in the future

Keep one step like Medusa, ahead of snakes

Stockholm SyndromeLRC歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : Russ/Dominick Wickliffe

[00:01.000] 作曲 : Russ/Dominick Wickliffe

[00:03.199] Yeah

[00:05.491] After this I don't even wanna talk to people, you feel me?

[00:08.654] Hahaha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[00:11.576] Let me just get right to it, yeah

[00:14.865] Come on

[00:15.200] This is bigger than a post with an irrelevant caption

[00:16.970] This is organized knowledge and intelligent action (Woo)

[00:19.005] This is since '06, tryna create legacy

[00:21.131] Bossed up stocks, real estate, and equity

[00:22.933] You fake Pat Bervely's always tryna shut down Russ

[00:25.245] You fouls stay the **** from 'round us

[00:26.866] 'Cause you can't **** with me so you lie instead

[00:28.577] You lazy, you blocked tryin' to head

[00:30.422] But I can't give 'em clout, that's a courtesy bag

[00:32.330] Can't forget about how bad I wanted what I currently have

[00:34.247] Selective memory, I'm blockin' all the bad games out

[00:36.232] Even though I got more **** ups than a halfway house

[00:38.086] But since the match came out, I've made M after M

[00:39.958] You're not a boss (You're not)

[00:40.714] You get your percent after them, that's rough (Yeah)

[00:42.882] Money sewin' up, no more audience to Fashion Novas and all your fans obvious

[00:45.585] I'm sorry but I'm not (I'm not), my sentiment is

[00:47.548] Is y'all stay throwin' shots, so you gon' get what you give

[00:49.573] **** you back then, right now, and tomorrow (Haha)

[00:51.741] I'm in Africa, smokin' Kilimanjaro

[00:53.501] I'm a young god (Yeah), but still I bleed

[00:55.367] So I'ma post one out (Uh), 'til I leave

[00:57.174] And they killin' Black people like it's nothin'

[00:59.147] Actually, it's past the point of killin', this is huntin' (Huntin')

[01:00.908] Gotta do somethin' (Somethin')

[01:01.869] Gotta do my part (Yeah)

[01:02.649] So I went and raised a half a million for the cause (Yeah)

[01:04.527] Shout out the ones on the front lines, gettin' they fight on

[01:06.996] I'm talking 'bout Tameeka, I'm talking 'bout Mysonne

[01:08.899] I'm keepin' the lights on for my whole damn family

[01:10.977] So I don't give a **** if some hoes can't stand me

[01:12.875] I still want Grammys, tell the chapters

[01:14.604] Artists go broke 'cause they sell their masters

[01:16.535] You a player I'm an owner, so I'm richer than most

[01:18.397] How you diss me in a song and you sittin' in coach?

[01:20.262] The audacity (Shh), I'm gettin' tired of y'all

[01:22.116] Keep it real, deep down, I'm inspirin' y'all

[01:24.039] You know the show business says, \"Don't plan,\" real idiots

[01:26.238] My goal is buy land, build businesses

[01:28.499] And my lawyer and manager Ashkenazi

[01:30.589] Buildin' empires like Ghazi Shami

[01:32.623] It's gettin' real smooth, but my wrist is rocky

[01:34.451] I don't want the pussy if you drink Dasani

[01:36.418] Lookin' in the mirror like, \"I knew we'd make it\" (Knew it)

[01:38.275] Five hundred thousand for the Boosie bracelet

[01:40.254] Another hundred thousand for the MJ hoops

[01:41.945] Success came through

[01:42.938] All different colors, I know you gon' remember these eyes

[01:45.282] I can give a **** less if an enemy dies

[01:47.193] **** them, **** you, hut one, hut two

[01:49.163] Said hike, headed off to myself run through

[01:51.076] All the obstacles, I'm always goin' audibles

[01:52.792] My come up is phenomenal, I feel like I'm responsible

[01:54.686] For all they tryna do it their own way and move at their own pace

[01:56.932] It's you versus you, dawg, you runnin' your own race

[01:58.841] I'm locked in, after this, I'm top ten dead or alive

[02:01.119] You better decide, which side of the fence you is at

[02:02.986] 'Cause I don't **** with the back and forth

[02:04.423] I make a bitch go get it like a Labrador

[02:06.268] I'm a platinum plaque embassador

[02:08.243] 'Cause I don't got one career, dog, I'm next to four

[02:10.200] But I'm not done yet (Nah)

[02:11.213] The critical thought is, the industry is run by invisible bosses

[02:14.073] Through the mist of the fall, I can see what's true

[02:15.988] Only way to beat the game, is don't play, **** you, come on

[02:18.467] Come on, man, we playin' a whole 'nother game, right Russ?

[02:21.123] Ayo, I remember listenin' to your shit on SoundCloud

[02:24.073] You in jets now

[02:25.623] Tell these niggas how them clouds sounds, since they at it backwards, hahaha

[02:29.469] One of the best to ever do it, on G-O-D

[02:31.439] Twenty plus in the game, yellin', \"C-O-B\"

[02:33.195] 'Cause the industry is all about who dicks who

[02:35.154] Who broomsticks who

[02:36.202] With no vaseline, they just move shit through

[02:38.076] Nigga, who is you? They gon' screw him too

[02:39.972] You came into this game to be a cool rich dude

[02:41.896] Eatin' Ruth Chris food, buy your new bitch the new Shih Tzu

[02:44.314] But the true issue, they gon' treat you like a Rubik's Cube

[02:46.728] Then they kickin' you out, quicker than jiu jitsu

[02:48.619] Nigga, boo hoo-hoo

[02:49.744] Ain't nobody cryin' when all of a sudden your career doesn't exist

[02:52.437] Couple of hits, you don't know, got you stuck in the ditch

[02:54.300] Wonderin' if, you should end it all, cuttin' your wrists

[02:56.262] Sick of diggin' in your pockets, touchin' nothin' but lint

[02:58.244] Wonderin' where the **** your publishin' went a 100% to the company

[03:00.122] And now you livin' under a bench

[03:01.812] Unless a nigga like Hov wanna come to a brother defense

[03:04.518] Poor us, only the money can kill us

[03:05.947] Jimmy Henchman, puttin' coke on the tour bus

[03:08.110] The allure of gettin' rich is what lured us

[03:09.960] Into that trap of bein' rappers slash trappers

[03:11.638] If they clap us, the label is gettin' fat, 'cause

[03:13.689] They assure us but ensured us that we would get a piece of the pie

[03:16.730] Seem like we got the green light to die (Sure does)

[03:19.606] I used to sit low with my 64, with my pistol on my hip, yo

[03:22.711] Gettin' hit note

[03:23.367] Tires by the Cisco, I would sip slow, 'til I was sick, yo

[03:26.064] Hit the one up out the window

[03:27.284] Didn't know how to get home, when I did though

[03:29.154] I would tip-toe to my crib 'fore I let the shit pour

[03:31.301] To my bottle then it was Guantánamo

[03:32.862] I would get low like a schizo', Skid Row

[03:34.835] Drinkin' myself in the grave, depressed person

[03:36.653] Now I don't chase Henny, I chase the best version

[03:38.782] Of myself, hoppin' in the CLS swervin'

[03:40.584] Rims so big, look I'm in an Excursion

[03:42.514] I'm hardworkin' and God workin'

[03:44.396] Like a heart surgeon, my heart's urgin'

[03:46.386] I was good to contain now I'm Geordi La Forge

[03:48.241] Slaveship to the spaceship, damn I'm LeVar Burton

[03:50.205] Open the stargate and I meet you with ISIS

[03:52.239] Wrote a letter to Suge sayin', \"I'm still the nicest\"

[03:54.061] 'Til it's over, I'll be grippin' the pistolas

[03:55.750] Sippin' some crip cola, right where Killer Mike is

[03:57.890] Leavin' the mic' lifeless that's what's killin' mics is

[03:59.778] Hail to the lyricist, we're gonna be from the Genesis

[04:01.747] Your emphasis is money but you really just a dummy

[04:03.488] The labels, the ventriloquists, here's what the real advice is

[04:05.603] Before the jewelry, get some real estate

[04:07.579] Put some lawyer money up like you dealin' weight

[04:09.511] Keep it a hunnid, G, whoever wanna eat

[04:11.417] Tell 'em all, \"Bring somethin' to the dinner plate\" (Word)

[04:13.376] Get your credit straight, nigga, meditate

[04:15.285] Keep a shooter that'll never ever hesitate (Boom, boom)

[04:17.425] Remember this jewel in the future

[04:19.053] Keep one step like Medusa, ahead of snakes