D-Block Europe - Not All Heroes Wear Capes Lyrics


Not All Heroes Wear Capes

(Rolling Stone - 3rd Studio Album)

D-Block Europe


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D-BLOCK EUROPE NOT ALL HEROES WEAR CAPES DETAILS


D-Block Europe Not All Heroes Wear Capes Lyrics. Not All Heroes Wear Capes Song Sung By British Artist D-Block Europe On Rolling Stone Third Studio Album. D-Block Europe Not All Heroes Wear Capes Is British Pop Song Labelled By D-Block, D-Block Europe & EGA Records. D-Block Europe Not All Heroes Wear Capes Music English Lyrics Released In January 12, 2024.


D-BLOCK EUROPE NOT ALL HEROES WEAR CAPES INFO


Song : Not All Heroes Wear Capes
Artist : D-Block Europe
Album : Rolling Stone (2024)
Genre : Pop
Language : English
Label : D-Block, D-Block Europe & EGA Records
Release Date : 2024.01.12


D-BLOCK EUROPE NOT ALL HEROES WEAR CAPES LYRICS


Know what I'm sayin'
Tell 'em that I don't give a, I don't give a fuck
I can't find a word in the dictionary to tell you how much I don't give a fuck
(Yo, Eight8)

Stay loyal, I can put that on my soul (Yeah, yeah)
All I know is I ain't dyin' broke (Yeah, yeah)
My dargy up in jail, he in the hole (Yeah, yeah)
No comment, not guilty, you're comin' home (Yeah, yeah)
I fed a hell of young savages off this phone
I can't fall out with my brother over hoes (Yeah, yeah)
You know I skrrt-skrrt and scrape-scrape the bowl (You know I do)
Superman with no cape on these roads

Every day I just wait, wait, wait, bae
Long money like Eight8, I feel great (Skrrt)
I just hit a movie, Ricky Lake (Mhm)
Now, I gotta buy another safe (Mhm)
This Glock gon' keep my mummy safe
You know what the difference is? When I talk, they're listenin'
Jail niggas hear me and are listen in
Shots in my mouth like Listerine or Listerine
Pick a team, no, pick a two
Young dudes as sick as me are we?
No paperwork, just make paper-work and fed the team
I'm pullin' her hair while she scream, she ain't a squirter, she cream
She made a mess in my sheets, and I got no remorse in these streets
Niggas know how we like our beef, put pepper on top, oh please
Look left, look right, dodge Ds
I'm number 29, I know [?]

Stay loyal, I can put that on my soul (Yeah, yeah)
All I know is I ain't dyin' broke (Yeah, yeah)
My dargy up in jail, he in the hole (Yeah, yeah)
No comment, not guilty, you're comin' home (Ski, ski, ski, ski, yeah)
I fed a hell of young savages off this phone
I can't fall out with my brother over hoes
You know I skrrt-skrrt and scrape-scrape the bowl
Superman with no cape on these roads

Yeah, way before a nigga said, "Skee-yee" (Way before)
A nigga on the hob, cook it easy (Way before)
I really sip a lot, I think I'm Weezy (Yur)
I really smoke the gas like I'm BP (Yur)
Yeah, it's too fuckin' easy for us (Way too easy)
I had to kick the door 'cause they tried to ignore us (Tried to ignore)
These niggas mad 'cause these bitches still adore us (Haha)
They said, "DBE fell off," that was cap, you heard it (Haha)
Birkin full of bullets, babygirl, you heard (You heard)
I'm fuckin' rich, but I'll rob you for a bird (Yeah, I will)
Big zombie, I'ma let my youngin lurk (Huh, huh)
I need my money now, I'm only block like I'm Big Worm (Haha)

Stay loyal, I can put that on my soul (Yeah, yeah)
All I know is I ain't dyin' broke (Yeah, yeah)
My dargy up in jail, he in the hole (Yeah, yeah)
No comment, not guilty, you're comin' home (Ski, ski, ski, ski, yeah, yeah)
I fed a hell of young savages off this phone
I can't fall out with my brother over hoes
You know I skrrt-skrrt and scrape-scrape the bowl
Superman with no cape on these roads


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