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Artiste : Bladee
Titre : OTHERSIDE
Ah
(Cold Visions)

Hash from Norway, twice the price
Half alive and sleep deprived
Nothing works, but sleep don´t hurt
Dirty life, baptized in dirt
In my soul, a growing hole
Void that spreads out of control
Panic, that became the norm
Out of fear, a child is born
Only calm once in the storm
Faith in stars I can´t afford
Time pass by and brought me more
Yet, I´m weaker than before
Learned some more and lost some more
But I know less than before
And on stage, I am a
And I hold my face to floor
Dance on the edge of the blade
To do a raid on the rave

We burn some sage just in case
Toxic waste to the face (Yes, sir)
We in V6s, no plates
We burnin´ through the terrain
Fuck what it is, does it hit?
I got so rich off the spit
I post a pic, now you´re pissed
I´ll put your friends on the list
I´ll pay your rent for the year
Take care of you and your sis´
I´ll throw myself in a ditch (Ah)
I´ll hurt myself if you wish
Crawling in the sewer with an axe on the side
Dark tinted windows on the whip, let´s ride
Alligator shoes, everything reptile
Only I can talk about the night, it´s mine (Working on dying)
Searching for destruction under blue street lights (F1LTHY, what´s up, man? Been working on dying, man)

Hoodie on my head, sunglasses, dress shoes tied (It´s crazy)
Seen so many friends that strayed from the light
Baby, is it fine?
But, shit, I´m still doing lines

It´s bad even on a paradise island
I´m in hell in my mind even if I´m smiling
Just know that I´m fighting (Kill, kill, dumbass)
I´m sick, yeah, I know
Just keep it on the low

Thuggin´ in the field by my lone (Lone)
I push the button in the car and hear it vroom (Vroom)
I got racks in my pocket like a phone

With the gang, know we flyer than a drone
I´m with the gang, throwin´ up 4s, yellin´, "Shalom" (Shalom)
I´m with twin, locked in, that´s my clone
Me and Bladee start to sing like some crows
Take ´em through the Swedish woods, they gon´ know
Pop out with my gang through the trees like some creatures
KTS the scene (Scene), leave ´em bloody, but we ain´t gon´ bleach it
Euro coupe screechin´
Bloody like some leeches
Crowed up, stop the scene, then we get to beepin´
Crowed up, stop the scene, then we get to geekin´

For real though

It get real glarious