Lyrics:
They say these cats get nine lives
How many lives have I used
And all these wounds on my back
How many knives that they used
But I will not lose
to climb this mountain steep
I find no sleep in counting sheep
Spineless morals, we breathe gasses
Relapse as time passes us
Mindless madness for the masses
of a boss, attributes like debaters
Floor seats in the city by myself they like who the wolf?
Remember I was in a pack and overlooked
I ain't even shown my
I can't breathe, I'm choking
The world crashed down on my heart left broken
How am I supposed to know what to expect
People live and die everyday
the world, then on Friday I hit the club
Hoping that my dick get rubbed by some fat asses
Niggas get to scrappin' then you hear the gats blasting
Damn, hope
just a little lost
Small town soul
Searchin' for my way out
Big town dream
Suppressed by the city lights
I run away
I run away
To live a little of life
I don't wanna be alone
So I use my phone til dies out
I live a life I can't afford
I spend my nights out on discord calls
I'm fallin back asleep
alone eating ice-cream
We got the right to breathe
And live love true
Yeah I got too tired watching black men expire
At the hands and knees
in the streets and my foreign on E(skrt)
Hoes finna leech when i bust down my teeth(glee)
Minajatwa got me movin like this(ayeee)
Live on the block
to death
He took my place
Now I live and breathe in freedom
With each breath of life I take
Loved and forgiven, backed with a living
I'm just a sinner
(who?)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We live it.. we breathe it.. we
I deserve to play, it's been a few days, ain't showed it all
I go outside and breathe, roll down my sleeves and have a ball
Still got these bills
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if you tell me
the air up in my lungs just left me
Because Your presence oh Lord is so heavy
Oh Lord by Your Spirit with You breathe through me
And I die, I die
breezies
Jon doin' thangs, now that's so true
And you bad news bitch I
Ain't fuckin' with you
Punk bitch think she real smart
Runnin' that G but talk is
make these niggas motivated, I'm the reason that they breathe
I get bitches by the dozen, yeah, I swear I got a lot of hoes
If I drop one, they knock
But how do I live with all these sweet memories
How do I tell the world about the things they don't see
Maybe all I need now is something to calm me
human life
I can't breathe
Let me live!
I can't breathe
Let me live!
Respect George Floyd
Respect his soul
Respect human life
Respect George Floyd
die
Let me die
Let him live
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home
from Les Miserables
Performed by Jo O'Meara and Jon Lee in Showtime
Devoured by vermin
Ruthless gnawing vermin - feed
Cleaning off my bones while I breathe
Stenching greasy rodents - swarm
My body is losing its form
Devoured by vermin
Ruthless gnawing vermin - feed
Cleaning off my bones while I breathe
Stenching greasy rodents - swarm
My body is losing its form
with Too $heezy got no time for you
Triflin' ass broke breezies
Jon doin' thangs, now that's so true
And you bad news bitch I
Ain't fuckin' with you
It's a tragic life
Going back and forth
Jealous of the ones I should be happy for
And every morning I wake up, my motivation is less
So overcame by
jus slowly gettin clearer I aint stoppin them
New Mercedes ill be hoppin in
Need rick Owens on my feet how ill be rockin then
Pinstripe pants holdin
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