Lyrics:
Seven years and fifty days
The time is passing by
Nothing in this world could be
As nice as you and I
And how could we break up like this
long glances
One day they were surrounded by a couple of bullies
Teeth were broken, ugly words spoken
Have you ever dreamed of a world where things like
me in ice
Suicide world, suicide world
I don't wanna see the tears running down my momma eyes
Suicide world, suicide world
If im gon go, its got be by
that glitters ain't gold
It ain't gold
No matter how much they hold never fold yo soul
Your soul
Trying to stay warm-hearted in a world so cold
Got
Now old Jack Johnson
He was the toughest man in the whole wide world,
He used walk around whoppin' people up side the head
Makin' all sorts
How many moments have passed you by
How many tears have you let dry
Over every dream that you let die
How many things have you kept inside
How
the fuckin truth
Gave the world all of ya youth
Rough life ain't nothing new
How the fuck you getting through
How you getting to the truth
Will you go and die
Yeah, nigga
I'm still fuckin' with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E.
'99, nigga, guess who's back
Still, still doin' that
the magic of shadowplay
In the world of the shadowplay is where I belong
Where all that I feared is how it is and will be
All that was hidden
Now you will
How do you play in a game with no rules?
[B-Sect:]
(It's always a fight).
A constant battle in my mind. (No place to run, no were to hide).
I
an A to the K
Get your ass spayed like bidets breakin' your legs
Eight different ways, aim for the waist, you chumps don't
Even know how to do somethin'
the people want is real
Guess that's why Logic appeal
All the power in the world, hold that, tell me how it feel
Racism on television and in magazines
how to act in a drought
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was skewed
My views misshaped by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit
he dropped
On the hip-hop world
If Frank Ocean wanted to play you a song
You'd drive across town in
The pouring rain, right? That's how we've
Ended up
himself huh
Good luck
You look as if the years laid a beating on you
You still eating though I see
Now my ego's killing me like son of a gun
Run bruh, run
at the forefront
Navigating the road to a better life driven by passion that's my chauffeur
Skirrr Run up no attention to them road signs
I ain't got no time to be
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away with me
Run away with me
Run away run away
It's been a long day
And these
bodda
Dancing nice back again from "Syvah"
Catch da rock 'ya
Dem nuh know ah weh dem run up inna
Di dance 'ya wanted by everybody, dem seh ah killer
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
Open your eyes, look around, what do you see
Truth is obfuscated by a false reality
Imaginary towers scrape the skies in my mind
As the real world's
a fool no more
Better take that mess on out the door
Tried to ruin my world
Tried to run my life
Must be crazy thinkin' I'm your wife
Yo I done it
Over The World!
K07 x Hitgirl Take Over The World! Yuh,
K07 x Hitgirl Take Over The World!
Yuh,
Runnin' Up bandz huh
Run up these bandz yeah
and every day
(On the run, on the run)
(On the run, on the run)
What is real?
How do you define real?
If you are talking about what you can feel
What you
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