Lyrics:
Okay, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
I need someone to check if I am still alive
Cuz I've been in the dirt
Constant fear of racial profiling and getting murked
Leave
Woke up at 4:23
My mind got wild and my thoughts way too deep
Thank God, you're right next to me
Don't need no amphetamine
Birds fly by faster
I've been dreaming of oceans
Places where nothing's broken
So far away
Up and over the mountains
Beyond rivers and deep ends
I'm on my way
Don't
ROH2F, baby
Qui est le fdp qui a dit que j'étais fini?
Aucun mot dans le dico ne me définit
Yeah, j'mets le game en bikini
J'pourrais niker des mères
Yo
Yo
Yo it's Chuck Strangers
And I got dreams of spendin' Euros off of music shit
Know it sounds like loser shit, but all the deep talk,
be in the water
[Verse 2]
Why you making me leaving you much more feasible than staying
I gave you everything, please be reasonable
You're my queen by
loosing all control so it seems
I'm so glad I found you
Chorus
I can hardly get to sleep
You're in my head it's getting deep
That frist stage clue, I'm
way too long
Beggin God please, bring me home
I stopped before, three or four days
Always end up back in the same place
People call me a junkie,
In my life it's clear to see
I'm stronger when they stand by me
The more I live the more I find
That it's an art to speak your mind
And have people
the phrasing/
Lyrically maintaining/ my jugular vein's straining/
Tonedeff adds to the pressure with bass so deep it makes your brains cave in.
I'll break it
Life ain't sweet
Damn shol ain't peachy
jus keep ya head up
(oh babe)
[verse 1:]
As I dig deep inside my soul
Look into my past
And all that
[Mr. Sancho]
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets
Verse I
Another show, another freestyle another note,
Another seed sown deep into the hearts of those
Through a microphone speaking in a hyper tone
surrounded by despisers that's intoxicated
Cause all of us are gang related,
Later years fully gettin' there
What do we have here?
One day every family
surrounded by despisers that's intoxicated
Cause all of us are gang related,
Later years fully gettin' there
What do we have here?
One day every family
sweating Henny
Left with Jenny, gave me deep throat, I gave her Ben & Jerry's
Catch me in the burbs, I'm just swerving through the lanes (mm)
Got it
behind i know your kind
The type to try to pull
2Pac down in his prime
We all human coming in
Different shapes and size
They tear you down when you
Tell
referees
I was 'bout to say some shit
That you probably won't deep
(You wouldn't)
And I swear these rappers sound the same
You little sheep
He ain't an opp
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