Lyrics:
on I'll come and help you sign on
I'll stare into your eyes, the housin' benefits gone wrong
Don't worry, baby it won't take too long
I'm just sittin',
rally grows stronger with my hunger
For this land of the free, home of the brave
Mentally enslaved, we lost everything that our forefathers gained Pain
churning
[Chorus]
I want to drink champagne and dance in a
Fountain splashing us with rain
I want to fall back into grass that's cool and long
While
Intro:
There’s a long road ahead of me man
Gotta keep my head up and keep grinding till I make it
So let’s go!
V1
Ever since I was young kid
should inspect the deck
Cause I know Ive been scarred
By the fake and the fraudulent
Made it through the maze of mistakes and my arguments
Punks had me
should inspect the deck
Cause I know Ive been scarred
By the fake and the fraudulent
Made it through the maze of mistakes and my arguments
Punks had me
your intensions ahead
To feel all the pain that is killing my head
Now there's another law, new jaw
See all that beef?, it is raw
Deal with it, though
dancers
Prada on eighth in my funnel, I'm higher and flyer than prancer
Some times you gon' rumble to get yourself on the offensive
Long as you make it
to borrow
So you can keep your advances, wack hooks
And pop dances don't get me wrong
I'm all about the mainstream
As long as I sign the deal I
Want and have
what progress would've been made if
I was already doing better before fully committing to you
Didn't want to lose you by waiting too long
Yet I didn't
to lose an arm
But just because you're different
Doesn't mean that you'll never make a difference
As long as you're with good friends
You can save
bitch and fuck ya life up
I hope the principal doesn't come and give me a write up
Now who the fuck I gotta snatch the mic from?
I spend a long time
how the hell I keep on flowin
On, they wonderin how I've lastin long
It's the bong that I smoke, by the palm wit don
Aow, that make ya want to sing
I
rewinding
My life before my eyes
In a flash
Blast
From my past
How long
Will this terror last
Risen
In the night he came
Hungry for the mortal dame
Jolt
Long distance
Love hatin
I'm the reason
You are breaking
Love me or hate me
By the end you're still my baby
But that don't mean
That you won't leave
the Champagne
Dope my medication
7 grams I'm facing
God is amazing
Molded by the pain
I see through the fame
I still got my soul
I still use my brain
Lion
It’s 3 am these thoughts don't quit
Little talks up to the ceiling fan
And the feelings dance round with the shadows spin
Till I'm calling back
did I wanna be a gangster?
When will I get rid of this pain?
Feels like I'm in handcuffs
I wanna fly to the south of France
I wanna learn how
my dick back in my pants,
Concentrating on music and making my fans dance.
For the love of money, I be on it to represent it,
I ain't got shit else
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