Lyrics:
The future Queen of England had me thrown into the tower Horrible dark lonely place, no ping-pong table or jacuzzi
Lock me up and lose the keys,
Let the problems of the world go by
I don't really want to wake up to the pitter patter
Of little bombs falling from the sky
Tell me that we're
problems trying to bag hoes
Now these bitches giving me IQ
Man, I am not fazed by a rapper who thinks that he's better than me
I cannot speak on a higher
of a
Better time
I troll myself but I don't know if it's intentional
I pull myself up but I really wanna stay
The people walking by are truly confrontational
I
the damage
Cut with no bandage
I don't got no parachute to catch me from landing
And I know
I know I can't take it
I know
I know I keep breaking
I
ain't touch a thang
I gotta make a sound
I don't fear man
God got me by the hand
I ain't loss no sweat
Feet up in the sand
I Stay praying to that
wouldn't be a surprise
Just because I'm locked up don't mean I'm fucked up in the game
Just to think the motha dirt they trying to throw on my name
Get
He's up all night, thinking about his baby
He tries to fight, the knot he feels inside
He sits alone, and wonders where she's gone
They know
you want to son
Lead the life you choose
And don't make fifty thousand pounds
And end up in my shoes"
"Or the birds will (Twttttttt) on you my great
Ovde se gradove, ovde se gradovi, ovde se gradovi
I woke up this morning and the sky was as blue
As the Adriatic by which i slept so peacefully
So
a prison-cell
Of all the evil thoughts
Caused by disillusion
I ran outta love
That's life
But I'm changed forever more
That's life
No I don't crawl anymore
me why - nothing will light up your day
With a heart full of soul
But still out of control
You'll never make it to the borderline
If you don't change
on me
Just know like a winter white snow
You've been forgiven, come back to me.
I know right now that don't mean anything
Your skinny legs bounced up
upon a city we don't know
Our hands are clasped so very tight
Then lo lo lo lo and behold
We woke up from our dream feeling oh so old
How did we get
so tall these days
and in the morning she'd wake up and crouch recollections all day
but she would always always wake up the next morning
and he'd
don't start it, fully red boned
outsmarted by the dog
who fucked up? roll the tape back
goddamn, cut it out, i'm a sucker
took the trash out for
gas
good goo bye-bye
kick it kick it gone
by the time
you find my fucking love letter i'll be gone
i was in love for you baby
i poured my fucking heart
Bitch dance
But I don't need a bitch trippin'
I just need the loot
What's life without a taste of wealth
It's a stick up
Now everybody break yourself"
I'm paid now i'm livin laid now
Use to be broke strugglin
Till I got up off my
Ass and started straight hustlin
Got out and got it on my own
Wasn't gave
on the newest heaters
Don't be foolish either
Niggas sufferin deadly
Really, the streets is a circus
Brought em in Bentleys
Shootin out like it's really
Duckin
Counting my regrets
Can't sleep I been up for four days
Five weeks, six months
I don't know it's all the same
All the days blend together when did
Fuck these fuckboy bands that
Can't think for themselves
Let's put away our black clothes and
Start cutting up our voices
That's what's cool now,
up high you're out again somewhere else
Days go by you're everywhere but here
Don't forget to remember me all the time
In the end you will be a man
I
heart will cool and melt into the past.
There’s something to be said for trying out the smooth,
even though your words don’t match your mood.
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