Lyrics:
I'm Saving no one so what I'm greatly patiently waiting for the wave for my boat to show up
Push comes to shove and we blow up in each others faces
and the beauty of the rainbow fills your head
Crescendo of colours hang in tune, Man why oh why d'ya have to die so soon?
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, where
looking out for me
The ladies, they go wild for me
Back to the front, left to the right
And everybody up in the balcony
You can tell by my accent that
that do hold guns
But never mind that
I'm tryna get my mind back
That's why I rap
My head around these theories
No idea where I'm steering
But my
kill us niggas now
Yeah
My folks biggest fear is having the cops calling them up at 3 in the morning
Tell em im dead one shot to the head because they
used to hearing shots
Lost a couple of my close
Friends to this shit
Neck froze, heart cold, head still hot
Judge talkin' 'bout my music
In the court
my soul there's mad demons dog
I've hit rock bottom a few times over
It's hard but I'm tryna stay sober
Lost in my feelings
Girl will you come over
I'd
it, won't address it
Hundred thousand on his head, make
My dawg fetch it, yeah
Hundred thousand in my pocket, make
'em look pregnant, yeah, uh
AP on me
Siyo vula ekantoolo i got a case
Can't judge me i'm with the jury
I bury a fool i drip curry
I run your block in mo hurry
Cause i'm blessed by
You new niggaz better learn to move accord
Rest In Peace to S.I. Huey P and YoungGod
Salute to all my real niggaz on the yard
Niggaz that stood
life doomed by some spell
I left them at a young age
Deep in the woods I dwell
But every now and then they call out to me
Then they tolerate my
I'm on my knees I just want to know your plan
My fingers remain closed I feel the sweat building in my hands
While my voice is just my notepad in
aliens
If so, am I next to go
And when I get there
Will I be able to grow my own vegetables
My guess is no, but then again
What'd happen if a man took
Stone Throwers
Forced to go toe-to-toe, blow for blow
In a war zone with only stones to throw
Vilified by all sides
Vilified for small crimes
pick up the phone and ring me
I'm still rollin
Still wear my own garms
Still showing the roadman
Blue jeans listening to rips of Logan's show
In
money stacked on stacks
Like some flapjacks
Man I dreamed of doing a show
Every night back to back
War in my head
Back against the wall
Im a Lone
no more
Saw my teacher miss elaine at the grocery store
I waited by her car, she asked: "why aren't you in school? "
Put my gun up to her head
Into the courtroom my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw the little judge commence to look
for this is my ticket to the Edmonton 5000, which will be given up for you.
UNCLE WALTER:
In a similar way, when their allotted time in the racquetball
They say more money and women are funny,
but in this tragic endings I can make a million and still not
get enough for spendin'
And since my life is based
only nineteen
Paved my own lane
Never thought I'd be here, but I followed in my dreams
Ya it all started as a dream
Never thought I'd be
Never thought
in my crouch
Took off from the north and we elevated
I just be sippin' on Activated
We ready for war like a gladiator
Fuck her one time
it through my struggles and I battled the weather (Sing it)
And you can do it to if you just keep your head up (Head up)
You know that I believe in
Talking to myself, I'm an angel
Talking to myself, I'm a demon
Thoughts in my head going round and round
Life underwater can't help but drown
Always put
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