Lyrics:
And I hold a few deep breaths in
Learning how to let go of myself and help people
Tryna not be so selfish
'Cause this world's so cold
Yeah this world's so
created us the same
And if you're the one that hates
Then you're the one to blame
And it's a shame
If your beliefs aren't free
The whole world should live
Make the people hold each other's hands
And fill their hearts with truth
You made up your mind so do as divined
Put on your armor ragged after
the game
Makes it hard to maintain focus
Then from the glock rounds and lockdowns and burials
The seeds that sow, get devoured by the same locusts
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I (ohh, I)
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe (oh lord, lord, lord)
We can fly
of amusing comedy.
People should be free to praise my name just like a deity
I can live my life without having to bow like nobody
Now my custody! Worship me
it bad
There are people in this world who have it worse
What if I was black?
Would the result of this encounter be different I ask
That's coming next
got Ms.Claus some big fake tits
And the longer you go missin'
The more the story's twistin'
And people count the days to make their birthday wishes
look up to you
You ain't do shit for the people you see that be struggling
How could you want me to lose?
I just wanna stay alive
Gotta make change,
Drug money
And the crime that's related to it by association
Take a twenty pass it down
Make the world go round smoney
Take a twenty take a semi making
Pigeons have what?
(Wings!)
Nah
Pigeons have what?
(Teeth!)
Let's go!
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by
get em up, stick em up)
Some say that G's make the world go round
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
You say you got nothin to lose, but who got a back
I spent my first two years gettin' high
By smokin' dollar joints rolled outta 1.5's
That was 'round '84, '85
Smoke all week for the dimes
Now
came with, come and change my world
Oh, oh, oh
Running round in halls, girl, you got me pacing sideways
By the time I seen you, it felt like I ran
rent paid
Come to think about it, don't you live with your mama?
I don't give a shit when I ride 'round the bottom
Cocaine vet, pedal shifting
people different
To make it to fame we would gamble our lives
We living as humans but man is not kind
Top of the world we were bound to decline
All good
came to talk to me though
The more of us that lies, I guess kids don't live or die
'Cause we're makin' this music that's making you lose it
So,
my girl so bad, got me saying Yo!
Excuse me miss like I'm Chris in '05
I can't wait to do this live
Running circles ‘round you guys
Yeah, I'm running
the back
Waiting on my people and asking round where they at
People shrugging shoulders like they addicted to crack
I'm spiraling at the moment I'm saying
evil
I'm crying in my head, I'm tired of these people
Why do I live here, why can't I feel cheer
I feel my car swerving, I'm dead and deserving
Why can't
Dreaming here with them on Sacred ground, Standing people make the world go round
Through the days through the nights, In our dreams, in our lives
Feel
the pain that you had
This world's cruel, that you knew too well
Hey hey
Twenty-two years too young
And what of us?
Am I to live my life and see the things
you
Not the supremacists
Yeah they all gon get what's coming too
If you live by the lies then you'll die by the truth
This is not me being righteous
I
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
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