Album Name

Limbo

Artist

Amine

Genre

R&B/Soul, 랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.08.07

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

This is this is that shit that you like
How do I even say this right
This this is like some shit
you go and pick your
your homie up from jail wit'
Look
Uh-uh oh Yeah I like that
Yeah uh-uh oh Yup
Bury me before I'm a burden
Don't bury me 'til niggas is certain
I'm singin' singin'
Uh-uh oh
Yeah uh-uh oh
Bury me before I'm a burden
Don't bury me
'til niggas is certain
When your skin darker
shit gets harder True
This a black album
like Sean Carter Yee
Screamin' like I'm Rico
moshing like I'm Steve-O
Niggas dodging bullets
at Wi' jammin' off of Pico
At the barber shop
I got the bald fade
That was before the chubby
niggas had the Balmain
You know Giuseppe-ass niggas
with the Louis shades
Type to call a girl a bitch
if she don't give 'em play Yeah
At sixteen I was survivin'
off of noodle cups Damn
Shit is legal now the dealers
know the jig is up
When it's us niggas gettin' years
maybe ten and up
Soccer moms do the same
but government don't give a fuck
True
You know I'm hailin'
from that Rip City
get busy
If I die roll out the yellow carpet
if you fuck with me
Yellow roses in the sky
Pastor rock a yellow tie
Choir make my mama cry
Yellow suit yeah I'm fly
Coldplay playin' Yellow live
Ooh uh-uh oh
Goddamn
Yeah uh-uh oh
You got to make it better
or things won't change
Bury me before I'm a burden
They stay the same
Don't bury me 'til niggas is certain
This shit is so hard
I'm singin' singin' Yeah
Ooh uh-uh oh
Yeah uh-uh oh yup
You got to make it better
or things won't change
Bury me before I'm a burden
They stay the same
Don't bury me
'til niggas is certain Okay
Man I'd rather die
before I give up
Keep my fuckin' foot
on they necks and never let up
Mark my words my nigga
Marc used to say that Yeah
That was way before my nigga
Yos had the wave cap Yeah
And to top it off
my best friend had a baby Woo
We twenty-five
I told that nigga
Boy you fuckin' crazy
Maybe I'm the one who
really need the Lord to save me
The last time I went to church
was in the fuckin' '80s
Can you believe that
I was born in '94 Woo
Can you believe that
Your favorite rapper's
doin' blow can you believe that
Wide awake but comatose
Hollywoods and overdose
Girls say innuendos
I'm in limbo
but I know the ropes
And it's really hard
to cope with a Pilot Jones
When the love is lost
like I'm coppola
Translating losses before
Twitter go and soak it up
Beat so cold it made
Amine wanna open up
Ooh uh-uh oh Woo
Yeah uh-uh oh
You got to make it better
or things won't change
Bury me before I'm a burden
They stay the same
Don't bury me 'til niggas is certain
I'm singin' singin'
Ooh uh-uh oh Yeah
Yeah uh-uh oh
You got to make it better
or things won't change
Bury me before I'm a burden
No things won't change
they stay the same
Don't bury me 'til niggas is certain
They stay the same oh
Blessings Blessings
blessings Blessings
Blessings Blessings
blessings Blessings
Time's of the essence
I'm tryna get on essence
Man I don't take suggestions
God gave me them
Blessings Blessings
blessings Blessings
Blessings Blessings
blessings Blessings
Time's of the essence
God gave me them