Sutflute - Loaded Gun lyrics

[Chorus (Slim Burna)]

We like convicts in di prison, oh my god

We locked in di system

Politicians run away with the country's bucks

Suffering we living with no f*** jobs

I think nobody fit a stop these course

I'm left with this loaded gun

[Verse 1]

See, I pledge allegiance to my Motherland,

Going drown boxies taking 2 another land

Clown of nig I see everyday

Before I unleash my mind speaking fact

Ain't no fame chase

Same chase everytime that's fair warnin

I stood underground for so long that wasn't funny

Took my time to bear the lost now

Hell on earth now penury signs bleeding of the heart now

I can't lie, I see the crooked eyes

The most painful part nobody can't figure this out staring hate

'Cause it's poverty pains of a ghetto child nobody care

If u breath, that is how it is...


[Chorus (Slim Burna)]

We like convicts in di prison, oh my god

We locked in di system

Politicians run away with the country's bucks

Suffering we living with no f*** jobs

I think nobody fit a stop these course

I'm left with this loaded gun


[Verse 2]

Tears in all eyes, feeling so sad, pay attention,

Living so strife, staying alive, witness all the crocodiles,

Arousing, tearing all the pieces of the masses,


They say forever nothing last,

All the muster and crooked mind politicians,

And all the born tout,

Hunters, save the life of your unborn child,

If it can't hit u now,

Gonna probably hit your unborn child,

Hood venom, just bruise them all,

If you ask, crooked laws, and that refuse them the crap,

When the cat is over the mouse,

Claiming fact, when you know it ain't right,

Y'all know how it is,

It ain't no dice,

Safe the life of people they dying...


[Chorus (Slim Burna)]

We like convicts in di prison, oh my god

We locked in di system

Politicians run away with the country's bucks

Suffering we living with no f*** jobs

I think nobody fit a stop these course

I'm left with this loaded gun


Refrain


Feeling so sad

Pay attention

Living so strife

Staying alive, witness all the crocodiles

Arousing, tearing all the pieces of the masses


X.O beat, Slim Burna... I'm out






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