Lyrics:
voice inside me dies replaced with another fueled by hate and I hate all your lies
Look me straight in my eyes
I've done my time
Melt away the bars
throw it all away
There's plenty for, another day
Flash cars from your high-rise world
Hot girls, that turn you cold
You're out of touch but you don't
Salvadorans struggle to regain their lives
Fighting big bombs with guns and knives
Products throughout the store
Coca-Cola Maxwell House and Chiquita Banana
de conneries
By the way c'est Laurent Fortier, pour les rappers c'est Lary
Pour les jeunes filles c'est daddy pour la femme d'ma vie c'est mari
KEEP IT
the street
What kind of world has risen while he was away
A failing ground under the feet
Where are the thoughts, where are the words he used to say
Back
my check up, they won't let up to get next to me
Out in Las Vegas smoked big blunts with my nigga Eight
Passed out from the heat I bussed my head
Them
Last night I had a dream
I was on a record label
It was CMH in Silver Lake
They had some pretty big names in their stable
So I signed
if i tell the world I might
Just well be dead and gone
I never trusted telling anyone this but
Tonight I just might
I just might tell it to the mic yea
When you were young eyes wide and clear
Without this big old world to fear
You held my hand asked, “Mama why,
Do we love and feel so much inside?"
I
Got my introduction robbing shit at Hustler’s
(true) they call to squash the beef
That’s not in the discussion
Made it to the point only
Reached by 5%
towards the word nigga
The world is bigger than just a circle
So I figured I stay centered like my middle finger
A little mental but sanity lingers
Oh yeah
Jenny saved and got her own apartment
It's a big ole' world, she's gonna find a way
He said, "Call me if you ever lost it"
And he cried as he
ain't nothin' nobody can say
'Cuz I never can let
my Dream get away
決して儚い夢じゃない
この想い届けよう Heart to Heart
Soul to Soul
めぐる季節 Spring storm
のように豪快
Win Big
teller said
You're facing times of change
Big money, crowds and fame
World travel far away
Some trip you'll meet your fate
These cards don't say you're
me 'til it's nothing left.
A man's defined by his word quiet as kept
Keep your third eye open, obeying your perception
What's the meaning of life?
Now gives way to the light and no trace remains
Of the Antoinette
Deep she lies on the ocean floor
Far away from the girl who still waits by
wrong
Wit a pack of savage niggas that'll come an get ya outta ya jones
Damn them squares ain't safe
Got him for the briefcase
A big face
And I
to get rid of all the animosity towards me
That was shown by the other kids, what do I do
And why do everybody want to see a nigga fall
Mama and daddy
You're feeling you're boxed in by the youth you left behind
Does anybody see you anymore?
But if we can get free, there's a big bright world to see
offence! She just lived in a different world
With different priorities, a real status girl
Her musical taste were an NME playlist
And anything recommended by
The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
To the big bells as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as a psalm
And some say
So far away you know you're lost little girl
You're really not looking your best
Close your eyes, you're in your own little world
The semi trailers
No jobs for the boys, or the girls
So it's off around the world.
I hate to say it but I've seen it before
The cities, the liftoff, the ocean floor
for you
With a beat that's brand new
That's right cuz I'm the big smooth and you be feeling my groove
Yeah I'm the motherfucker showing Jordan his
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