Armaan Yadav все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Quicksand
When I get up on the mic people psych cause they aint never seen my type before
Just the boy next door worth the hype and some rhymes and a little bit of hypersome flow
Took a little time to come by but I'm back on the grind to take my rightful abode
Eyes on the throne, all of you rappers combined couldn't fight me alone
I'm endin' every villain pretendin' to be the star of the show
The way I'm killin' glass ceilings I'm feeling no limits to which I can grow
Fuck do you know, 'bout a spiritual soul
Rap as a ritual zone, rhyme and habitual flow