Drawin’ To An End Lyrics – Deala

Drawin’ To An End Lyrics by Deala

Oh, yeah, 6th album in the house
It’s really complicated to make the hit
No desires only toil to make it like that
The main thang is y’all will neva know what this track is about

Am in da, am in, am in da, yeah, am in da house n check this out
D-E-A-L-A in here n today it’s not so fast
Provided the real fact that ol’ school duzn’t rust
It’s not the wild west, so I’m not too fast on the draw

‘Cuz nowadays there’s no place to train except of da war
But I can evolve my skills of givin’ some kicks
Better study n do sport instead of messin’ with da chicks
I don’t give an exact title of this kinda track

All you have to do is like make the damn check
‘Cuz as I said it gets degraded but real man can’t be faded
But what ’bout da thang dat drawin’ to an end?
Hopefully, you’ve already bought the house instead of da rent

I don’t want to give y’all any kind of da tip
Have to make it without hint
Due to the fact dat I motivated so hard yo’ #ss
And now it’s time to let yo’ #ss guess

It’s drawin’ close to an end, no turn back
All this stuff turned into nuthin’ but too wack
People stick to listen to modern dappa rappas
But the truth is they are nuthin’ but only stupid ho slappas

With that kinda sh#t they are makin’ too much dough
It’s hard to find a real man, ‘cuz each of them like the ho
Am sure ol’ school will be in the cut soon
I will have dropped a big amount of songs by June

Do it, ‘cuz my plan is reborn dat style
Gotta hit it with the real tracks which are wild
What ’bout people before ol’ school will come back?
Actually, each of them will be f#cked up n too wack

20 years passed n people started to stumble
Almost nobody on the street is humble
I meant they don’t keep their feet on the ground anymore
It’s abnormal when midget car got the real hard engine’s roar

All these modern bustas wear girl stuff
They must be punished by real men who are ruff
As I said there’s a small share of real men
So, I’m appealin’ to them

If you meet these #ssh#l#s, put the f#ckin’ stamp
Wanna expand the borders in an endless space
And the sh#t started dat’s called cosmos race
But tell me f’real, what are you goin’ to find?

Mankind will neva get thangs that aren’t fo’ human mind
Yeah, they wanna invade to anotha planet
Then build some hotels n just get settled
Think that in the Solar System they are all alone

I continue makin’ the recordings on my phone’s microphone
‘Cuz I don’t give a God damn ’bout y’all
But the main thang is I don’t want you to make the moon fall
‘Cuz after that all yo’ f#ckin’ races n plan will be thru’

And words that will be left by people are ‘fucc you’
What if anotha planet gets collided with us?
Ain’t got any plan ’bout this thang, it will be so fast
We can’t already stop the process of gettin’ Earth eliminated

We just have to ask ‘how long it’s left to anticipate it?’
All these innovations harm to environment
But people can’t express their emotions, they just stay silent
Described 3 general thangs in this modern world

Now, it’s yo’ turn to guess, small bird
This beat is similar to the music from some fairy tale
It must be some kinda smooth but I made it ruff to show the degree of importance of all this stuff I provided above
Yeah
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Deala Lyrics – Drawin’ To An End

Deala

Drawin’ To An End