Lyrics:
get
Broken and bent
I'm so close to the end
No one worried
Feel like my friends are condoning the shit
Wonder how I'm posed to live
When death is
your mind creates
Screaming from inside, eyes turn to black
Sometimes they go away, sometimes they come back
You can't escape
Escape your mistakes
Your
the field, I can't lack
I'm live on the radio with that wap
Or I'm on a fast lane with shank
I got a hoodie up, I wear hats
Or I get recognised by dem kats
Chicago
Discovered by du Sable
A Black Frenchman
That I had to mention
Extensions of a young man livin' on a low end
47th and Michigan, lackin'
of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us
Darkness surrounds with
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
Sometimes you gotta read between the lines, and see what you're not supposed to see
Sometimes we gotta reach beyond the lines, and be what you're not
Mmm mmmmmm mmmmmm whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
You know I can’t roll in peace
Everybody notice me
Stay by my side in need
Fulfill
[ Brother J ]
Descending from the tribes of Africa
Inspired by the great black leaders
[ Professor X ]
Vanglorious
This is protected
By the Red,
sometimes it’s going off due to phone calls by a crazy chick who be going off
And I don’t need that right now. This The Calm, girl. And you might be the bomb,
my blood pressure rise
And the heart attack is a killer of black guys, I stay civilized
Maintain, sometime restrain myself
A court officer is near
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
Flowers to the right
There'll be bread for all of us
If we can just bear the cross
Sweet song of salvation
A pregnant mother sings
She lives in
this cash
Will I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat
Just when I think I made it out, the street is calling me back
Chorus:
(Nature)
I
King of Kings rastafariiii will guide us through
My salvation
My inspiration
Give I guidance everyday
Give thanks to Jah
I live and die
family an friends dressed in black,
An it's a shame, to see homies leave this earth,
Some say ball, til you fall, now it's ashes an dirt,
Sometimes, I feel
family an friends dressed in black,
An it's a shame, to see homies leave this earth,
Some say ball, til you fall, now it's ashes an dirt,
Sometimes, I feel
they just don’t see how they see color, shit
Sometimes I can’t think the same
Like my mind wrapped in chains
Supplied by all these brand names
Tellin' me
corrupt
Nation in the world
35 years old that's what that nation is now
Here's America, 226 years old 30 years ago
Black folk got the right to
Vote you're
hear the rooster.
Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes.
You can be a winner, you can
black, and white
Then she understood where she was
She was in his soul
After realising, she stopped falling down
And looked around
She was herself in
you I feel like I can do Anything
'Fore we start, pour some red for my Black heart
Pour some red for my black heart
Blackout
How bout we live in this
feels to be black
I sing...
Times goes by
Giving but denied
Cause living in this ghetto is a crime
And you know that got me
It got me crazy how this evil
unit, they know the name
Foolie i truly was built for this shit
I'm in the ring cooling right
By where the enemies live
You know you can't kill a
Giant
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