Lyrics:
And nigga raised by the rat's roaches
Real youngen holdin coke
State they gave my man life
Feds they gave my man 10
Messin with this dirty game feel like
I'm
Okay, this is the picture
Johnny's been hurt, he's hurt bad
Look, we can't leave him here, we can't
Look, he's in a pool of blood, he's gonna
This is Logic
I've spoken these words before but not on the radio
To be born free is to be born in debt
To live in freedom without fighting
(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)
Yea rest In Peace Lil Naughty
Fuck you bitches, Coppers yea, You laughing
Now is the time to stop
(I, I, I,
the radio, with perfect songs for a young romance
(Verse 3)
The end of a another work week, has filled me with so much stress
Two young kids and a full time
taking a chance"
We was getting up, getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl, she was asking my
Uniform, swap the plates, tent the car down
Gotta get this nigga gone before dark time
Catch him in the red zone, it's a touchdown
Laws hot, but you know
my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can
my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can
Artist: Men Without Hats
Song: Freeways, this is a be-Side on several singles.
German lyrics transcribed and commented by:
Barnard@forge.franken.de
You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time forget it
Hear me on radio live vocally do edits
E Swift scratchin and threading with supreme
in the future is ganna tell on your body
Use your brain to make a way
Don’t sell out your body
Don’t run ahead of the time
‘cos ganna regret it
Hmmm!
the hell's goin on
Gimme my card, radio sucker
I'll kick your ass and take the motherfucker
Everybody know New York is where it began
So let the ego shit
Time's up
Starin' at my sunrise desktop
Every dream I had gets lost in the backdrop
Livin' in a post-job life in a flash pandemic,
Is little bit
violent mentality is still a threat to me
I mean I’m all about my peace but if man takes the piss
I take a piece of him, my ego needs a piece of this
Our
on keeping it together
Nothing is forever you know
You can start again like this, like this
Now I see blood in the sky
Blood in my eyesight
And everything's
YouTube three years
They don't wanna see me blow
They don't wanna hear the flow
But this usually how it go
Bankroll, bankroll
The bank tellers know my name
From day one ive been tied to the tracks
Tried to hold me back but my mind is intact
Wouldnt let me grow or rise from the rats
Wouldnt let my colours
the front row
And the three times that I heard just this week that my words
Were sang by three year old
Hairbrush for a microphone
Little girl with
Dolarz
I was the first young nigga melting niggas
I gave y'all motivation
So if this ass whooping you taking Is your
Way of showing your token
ain't stoppin me dawg
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You will, die by the gun
who hit that for me
This is so fast to switch up, if it's late, so fast to blink up
Cause I shoot a nigga with a Glock, step by step, I reach my final
a reality check
Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch, I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't
a blood-stained crown.
Utter chaos supreme.
The sand absords the colour of dawn.
Nevermore shall they dream, nevermore.]
The years went by under a blood-red
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