Devlin Marching Through The Fog текст песни, слова песни Marching Through The Fog Devlin
Devlin - Marching Through The Fog
[Chorus:]
Has Devlin gone soft, does Devlin think he's bad, nah he thinks he's at the top, all your bullshit makes me mad, but the drama don't stop, so alarms are ringing off, cus with the bars I'm still allot, I've been as dark as dark has got, and now I'm marching through the fog.
[Devlin:]
Tarantula, creep all over the beat, gargantuan and get under my feet I'll stamp on ya, I won't ramp on ya, the games like a letter and I just took my stamp honour, and if dinner ain't served then I'll back 9 stella's and stamp on her, and sip on a can while I'm drowning her, while I'm pinning her down as I strangle her, I'm the murkiest white man handler, till this very day been around here, If I was plotting then I wernt like the sound of ya, you get naughty I get a bit rowdier, still you won't let them throw back a pound at ya, don't place me in a box you cocks, if there's one thing I'm not it's fucking rectangular. 'rectangular, rectangular'
[Chorus:]
Has Devlin gone soft, does Devlin think he's bad, nah he thinks he's at the top, all your bullshit makes me mad, but the drama don't stop, so alarms are ringing off, cus with the bars I'm still allot, I've been as dark as dark has got, and now I'm marching through the fog.
I'm marching through the fog, it's dark and I've been lost, but with the bars I'm still the boss, and now I'm back where I belong, I'm marching through the fog, it's dark and I've been lost, but with the bars I'm still the boss, keep on marching through the fog.
[Devlin:]
Devlin I'm back and I'm harder then nails, I was raised in a place, so foul, with my mates in my pals house wetting up papes on the scales, but now I shoot bars from the mouth, keep marching them in or keep marching them out, I'll barge you around like a bully in a playground, if you ain't ready for the regime stay down, I'm going hard for the whole u.k now, I'm harder then granite large I'm titanic, infact make your faculty panic, like a madman acting erratic, with bombs in the basement and straps in the attic, a confrontation would have to be tragic, like the coppers, when he met Harry Roberts, let him have it.
[Chorus:]
Has Devlin gone soft, does Devlin think he's bad, nah he thinks he's at the top, all your bullshit makes me mad, but the drama don't stop, so alarms are ringing off, cus with the bars I'm still allot, I've been as dark as dark has got, and now I'm marching through the fog.
I'm marching through the fog, it's dark and I've been lost, but with the bars I'm still the boss, and now I'm back where I belong, I'm marching through the fog, it's dark and I've been lost, but with the bars I'm still the boss, keep on marching through the fog.
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