Lyrics:
(Steel Banglez)
Chyeah
Morrisson
Live by the gun, die by the gun (die by the gun)
But it is what it is if that time ever comes
Because I made
sincerely fuck you up severly by the yearly
Keep the sky clearly
I'm straight from the seventies
Mockneck colors wit ya bitch ass disappearance
Give me
good luck!
Because of it,
I don't feel going out.
And everybody so busy, today?
How can I spend it by myself?
It's holiday,
but I take a real beating.
overwhelmed by these situations, I just wanna ex from 'em
Aye aye
Sometimes I just wanna leave
All of this mess be making wanna die sometimes I don't wanna live
overwhelmed by these situations I just wanna ex from em
Aye aye
Sometimes I just wanna leave
All of this mess be making wanna die sometimes I don't wanna live
lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (hey!)
lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (hey!)
the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (hey)
Fly away my escape
Still I live another day
As the world keeps turning
Cash we keep earning
Holiday my escape still
I seek a brighter day
I'm sick
is tonight
Holiday end,
I'm here once again,
And I'm left alone on the bus with my
Head on the ground,
In hopes that I'm found by you
This
the bag boy
Option was that minimum wage, live in a cage
Buildin' a prison everyday, man they cultivatin' these slaves
In this new age
Dude's wage is fugaze
to celebrate
We treat the weekend like it's 7 days 'cause we live everyday
It's like everyday a holiday
live,
with his Favour and his peace,
With the people that surrounds me.
I'm graced,
He washed away my sins,
I'm covered by his
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
The Demon, hes going up top; this could be dangerous for everyone involved here. Blue Blood is up, and hes down. Taken out by the flying clothes line. Demon
Enough chances have drifted by
I must reclaim what’s mine
Reclaim what’s mine
Invoking dominance inside
If it means I put my life on the line
This
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
tonight
Friends and family all together happily
and everything is gonna be fine
Let's have a good Christmas
Live that Holiday life
Feel the slay bells
a miracle
Every second, a gift
To experience the reality
Of this love that we live
Oh, we are free to be everything
And all that we are
Always free to follow
take the pain away (Summer gloom And help you trough)
And relive that summer holiday (The rough times)
Live that summer holiday
Live that summer holiday
the bag boy
Option was that minimum wage, live in a cage
Buildin' a prison everyday, man they cultivatin' these slaves
In this new age
Dude's wage is fugaze
think that animals believe in God?
To be equal you must add or subtract
People who want to be equal have lives
That are filled with
Subtractions
the pressure, rang in pain, tryin' to live by these rules The valley is deaf, day by day, takin' my breath I'm suicidal, drinkin' rimmy, cause I play my death I
Everybody's on the run
They don't believe in acting young
You know it's always, always good
When I'm with you
In the night we will roll the dice
By the fire
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