Lyrics:
night, let my mind reset
Looking up from the cigarette, she's already left
I start thinking of the art for what's left of me and our little vignette
For
mind reset
Looking up from the cigarette, she's already left
I start thinking of the art for what's left of me and our little vignette
For whatever
Nope, that ain't the way to think about this rap shit
I'm a musician, I love the art
Shoulda never let you in from the start
It ain't one man
I remember the day that I earned my first pay
When I played in a small pick-art band
There I spent my youth, and to tell you the truth
I was sad
just like a hustle, improve
The fight or scuffle, stay sharp for the moment
I rhyme for survival so the art is a bonus
I was sparked into motion back
That our art is dying and you're
The ones killing it
Killing it for story time
I understand you're just trying to make some money
We all have our craving
Uhh... yeah... uhh...
Blessings in life to the children
They say life is like 5 days
Words of a old man with silver hair in his wheel chair
His eyes
love children
Youth Dem haffe beat pon system
The look is worth a million
Them only want destruction, total
You see it in the tale them taping
The Youth
Uhh... yeah... uhh...
[Verse 1: Nas]
Blessings of life to the children, they say life is like five days
Words of a old man with silver hair, in his
Take a look on your children
How happy they seem to be
Playing each other in the garden
And how free they really feel
With smiles, joy and laugh
So
of little children
Waitin' for dinner, they entered then exited
The earth split like dry flesh and then engulfed two whole blocks
The roofs flew off like
or sunshine
Early as the morning dew
Holy from the wombs of the early morning spring
Thou art the dew of Thy youth Jah Jah say Jah
Thou art the rod
doing
Our sound is experimental
With my God brother Gabriel
We work for world conversion
Work well with woman pussy surfing
Our days of youth are gone
how much each stork falls in his blindness.
The youths of the abyss survive, but when the display of the networks is lit... Ferris wheel, whose nest
and death without regret good children should use this body for world peace
啊忠诚无限 责任守护 每一寸江山
Ah, loyalty and boundless responsibility
意气风发 冲向前中华大地 凯歌飞传 啊忠诚无限
Of your incessant craving for Art
For Art
When the sun was setting
And the children saw it was getting
Too dark to enjoy their activity
They bade
a surprise...
Bose I, bose I, bose I, bose I, a poverton I children cry.
I pray for equal rights and justice for my people everyday,
Forbidden fruit in
next to nothing
Everyone calling to God
Wonder where they see the credit
I no get network for Phone.
But one day he will call me
Suffer no Dey
ahh search for another big rat
Just send out tokiie, bullet-painting body
Face twist up in rivers him fucking ugly
Bout network, dem fools nah scare
clay shoes
Playing 1-4-5 chords like good news
And cursed with skin that calls for blood
They put their face and feet in mud
But oh they
thinkin' nobody knows or nobody cares
Why can't nobody see the shit, when everybody stares
Man we losin' the children, we losin' the youth
Cause you
Gotta stay resilient
It will lead to your brilliance
millions on millions billions on billions
money left for your children
your name
The product of no sleep
Product of culture vultures trying to pick they way at me
Pick me apart then put me back together for art
Or call a sport
Matter
failing in life
We never hear the screams of the drowning
children
When their father feels he can no longer
afford them
Poisoning your family for money
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