Lyrics:
belfast
When the hate you have for one another's past
You can try (you can try)
You can try (you can try) you can try
(try) to tell the world (try)
No one's eyes are listening
'Til his 44 starts whistling
Hairs on necks bristling
You can holla so loud 'til the silence comes
Ask that hustler
promise broke by the end of June
Holiday far away
No calls or messaging
I just want a holiday with you
If we
Have to stay in one place
Can it be
hay in June
Sitting by the road watching well-fires burn
By an old October moon
I learned to drive on those East Texas red clay backroads
And I
Leave you in the pool of blood
While I dip and stroke my brush
For no rhyme or reason not even one
Thought was fact
love and
I'll never trade thatso for the Bay
And Philly and all those areas and all those
Ghettos and townsi love y'all
Don't let this east coast west
home though, I left it all in these streets
Gotta do what I gotta do
I ain't promotin' no eviction notice on the door
Fuck it, I had to go for broke
Do
a home
An attic full of baggage I pretend that I'll unpack
There's somethin' 'bout the holidays that makes me want you back
Ooh
Ooh
No more
States,
The U.S. Of A, The Free, Home Of The Brave
It's All The People Of Every Single Race
With Love For Our Nation Is What Makes America Great
Home
the dreams don't come true till we finally move
And if I could, I'd take you far away
We can still come back for the holidays
I don't want to stay, what else
I met this girl late last year
She said don't you worry if I disappear
I told her I'm not really looking for another mistake
I called an old friend
ain't your bro if he can't break no bread
I lost my heart now my eyes turning red
Can't feel no pain cause I'm popping these meds
I took a fall for my
close you came to us
No-one knows how far
This time it's harder than ever
I've weathered the storm and I kept you safe and warm
I'll never feel this
and
Times (I rep that Anna)
Picture perfect
No purpose involve
It's killing the clause
By killing our cause
Sophistication
My motivation evolve
It's harder
Yeah.. brand new Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg)
Somethin' to the new year off, ya dig?
One for the treble, two for the bass,
Comeon everybody, lets
come this far
And I remember times when I missed this
And hoped for
You've been on my wishlist
I don`t even care if it´s Christmas
Everything I wanted
symbolism was left behind
There's no way I could be stopped
Was taking my best shot i had a better plan!
There's no way I could be stopped
Was coming for
place that we call home
I cry at night and hope that I can see your face
What are you doing with that movement ?
It's tripping me out
No way to prove
Ok... First off
Happy Holidays to everybody listening
Thanks for clicking-in
I wanna take you back to the days where everything was simple then
I'm Lebron tossing powder in the air no talcum
I used to walk by while they laugh in at my music
Now they say nothing when they see oh shit Alex
on ease, I'll get that all off your mind
Back home out in the east, I treat it like demon time
Took a pill from Ibiza, had me rollin' for hours
Casa Mig's by
this Christmas, no
Said I refuse to spend this Christmas
Without my baby by my side, ooh baby
Surprise, surprise
I'm comin' home for Christmas
but I'm yet to go far
From the depths of my heart, I just wanna see the scene shine
But I won't suck dick for some screen time
Fortune said release,
Packing my bags yeh I'm packing them up
I'm still hungover from yesterday's pub
Lads holiday is just coming up
Run to the airport, first class club
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