Lyrics:
I'm in busy streets with silent strangers
All these crowded rooms I might just stay here
The thoughts in my mind are footsteps walking
A million
was a classic it was made by Marqb
Thinking you can finish me
Well you can't even start me
Put in my all year every single heart beat
Put in my all year
by the police
Still getting pulled over and asked by the police
'Bama wasn't made for a nigga to win
See the color of your skin get you put in
Dear Tyre
I'm so saddened by news of your death.
It's not fair that you were taken away from your family in such a brutal and senseless way.
You
his belt
Right at the moment heard footsteps coming pass
I said shit, slide my hand in his pants and grabbed the strap
He jecked it from me quick
a look book
Said, you ain't f***in' with a young fresh a** n****
Fashion police should arrest that n****
Okay, okay, kay, kay, okay
I'm with a model a**
If you smokin Reggie Bush
Then you cannot smoke with me
If you wear Fila, prada
Then you can’t walk in with me
If you ain’t stuffin up a blunt
Then
Your presence will not go with me, do not bring us up from here"
We gotta follow, aye
You came and by name You called me
At the end of my rope, nobody
will be hear me
And all the crowd comes in day by day
No one stop it in anyway
And all the peacemaker turn war officer
Hear what I say
Police
These police will shoot you dead in your own place
Make a story up
Write it they own way
With a bunch of fucking lies to make you look insane
Surviving
HELL THEATER - THE END OF THE BEAST
(Solo: Axx)
Susan came in front of her sons
Mike was serious and Mary weeping
Where did you going dad? Why not
The River of Shoes
Juan Kiroga
There’s a pile of shoes in the museum.
Shabby, dirty, dusty shoes.
And they bring you the waves of footsteps
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down
The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below
Following their footsteps through
staring at me blindly
In the twenty-first century music is made for those who aren't listening
Strangers walking by every-day staring down below at me
follow Your footsteps, take it day by day
Living to know You, I'll do whatever You say
And I've seen the heartache, but through Christ, I have been set
We're gonna need
Her talk to her, convince her to get in
And let's do this
(Who the fuck are you?)
Ayo, listen ho I require your services
Don't shutter
they are, they're coming!
This is the police
Give yourself up
We will not harm you
The years was rollin' by . . .
Listen to that mess, would
when she asked if I was in a band
I drive with a .45 in my pants
I would've been a Crip if I'd have followed Dad's
Footsteps, no press, I don't play
'cause I will be laughing
I'll be rejoicing
'cause I am finally free
Ha ha ha ha
Footsteps
In my house
Don't look through the window
You'll just find me
go to sleep, my dead end angel
say good-night dear precious one
for I know you're empty-handed
and all the police carry guns
whisper to me in
I started writing this song back in 2015 and here we are
I don't know what to say
So let me tell you a story
Warning how we live in a police state
the scene, leave him be
Thinking now I can eat, in the Trunk lays the (Ke)
Riding Dirty in a Chevy, niggaz hating snitching heavy
Got you hem by them F.E.D"s,
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