Paroles de la chanson The Troubles par
I don't mean
I don't like to sound like I'm bragging, but
[glaive & kurtains]
B-but we never really are, no, we never really wanted anything, but
We get money like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
And I still barely even know what Catholics are, but
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it on a car
[glaive]
And I hate to be this way, I was taught that it was rude
I don't like to sound like I'm bragging, but
[glaive & kurtains]
B-but we never really are, no, we never really wanted anything, but
We get money like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
And I still barely even know what Catholics are, but
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it on a car
[glaive]
And I hate to be this way, I was taught that it was rude
And my mama raised me better, but my brothers raised me too
I'm in Turin like Henry, I'm in Barca' like him too
Got some trouble with consumption, I still struggle with it too
We still blow money, like the Troubles, 'cause we have nothing else to do
We have nothing else to do, we have nothing else to do
We have nothin'
[kurtains]
Two hands in the air for the best ones
Two hands down now for the rest of 'em
Already too much in the septum
Said, "Slow down, girl, take a rest now"
Take a second, take a breath in
I'm in Turin like Henry, I'm in Barca' like him too
Got some trouble with consumption, I still struggle with it too
We still blow money, like the Troubles, 'cause we have nothing else to do
We have nothing else to do, we have nothing else to do
We have nothin'
[kurtains]
Two hands in the air for the best ones
Two hands down now for the rest of 'em
Already too much in the septum
Said, "Slow down, girl, take a rest now"
Take a second, take a breath in
My broski cut up the Vespa
Back out the weapon, back up your bredren
The last album you dropped was depressing
Not one sad song on the record
Must be the yes-men
[glaive, kurtains]
B-but we never really are, no, we never really wanted
Anything, but
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
And I still barely even know what Catholics are, but
'Cause we get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall, mall
[kurtains & glaive]
Back out the weapon, back up your bredren
The last album you dropped was depressing
Not one sad song on the record
Must be the yes-men
[glaive, kurtains]
B-but we never really are, no, we never really wanted
Anything, but
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
And I still barely even know what Catholics are, but
'Cause we get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall, mall
[kurtains & glaive]
Two hands in the air for the best ones (Mall, we get money like the Troubles, blow it at the mall)
And keep them there for the rest of 'em (Mall)
This life ain't fair, make the best of it (We we get money like the Troubles, blow it at the mall)
Bro, stand so they see us
[glaive]
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall (Mall, mall)
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall (Mall, mall)
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
And keep them there for the rest of 'em (Mall)
This life ain't fair, make the best of it (We we get money like the Troubles, blow it at the mall)
Bro, stand so they see us
[glaive]
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall (Mall, mall)
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall (Mall, mall)
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall
We get money, like the Troubles, blow it at the mall