Lyrics:
why I'm prayin for my comrads, speek the word to this generation
Don't be deceived by this divination, or be fallen to this fornication
Chorus
Chose
the world is ending,
A wounded generation betrayed by the one before.
Living for the moment,
Living for the moment.
Lost in the marketplace of all
of hope
I won't give in
I wander through the dead lands
Computer chips and stereos
Powerless technology
Instruction books and videos
You can
between an emcee and a play right
I represent the underground world, it's a unique scene
There's no record deals, no videos and street teams
I do shows
it
Is it cool when I get it, act a fool
Can I hit it by the pool
Baby, tell me if you're with it, with it
Is it cool, can I it when the club over
Bring
a video and let me keep it
You see I'm only doing it to show you I'm true
Nobody better gettin wetter just by huggin you
Screamed out I'ma end up lovin you
absolute, meaning true
E-X, that's c)We're probably much deeper than you
We fall asleep when the beat go's by like flows
That's pathetic (word?)
You gots
them all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds - invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh - you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
Radio
So
and tune into the video games
Next state next place next mic next flight
No matter how tired, the show must be tight
So I'll rock for any crowd, whether
In this life time you don't have to proove nothing to nobody except yourself
And after what you've gone through if you havn't done that by now
It
I got props and pissed on
I was dissed by the system but I still tried to get on
No one could tell me that my style was unhealthy
I never
command
Now you're sitting watching TV
Accepting moral direction from a crank shrink with an impressive CV
Your new god is your video screen
Washed up,
death is
Top floor the view alone will leave you breathless Uhhhh!
Try to catch it Uhhhh! It's kinda hard hard
Getting choked by the detectives yeah
reach
Get two more of you lot by tomorrow
And let me tell you suttin' to tell your brothers
Don't matter that you got a bally on now
There's videos
lille by
Jeg sendt en video og sagde ik vis den til nogen, (yeah)
men hun viste den til sin lillebrors konfirmation (fæl)
Det en f*cked up situation
you proud
Hope God doesn't judge you by your sins
And when you knock on heavens gate
Hope they let you in oh
Hope you forgiven oh
Hope they let you
Widzę cię synku masz gdzieś tak z piętnaście lat
Razem z kumplami nagrywacie na jamniku track
To coś o życiu w sumie wiecie wszystko o tym
Dorośli by
konwersacja, lecz się znamy jakiś rok
Rozglądałem się w Trójmieście, by zawiesić na kimś wzrok
Byłem jeszcze w tamtym związku myśląc "what the fuck is up?"
Ale
videos, hopping on Twitter and hoping that I never suck on a dick
Now I got niggas who hittin' me up and they telling me "don't forget me when you're rich"
been trying to say When Lionel Richie wrote Hello Was it you he was looking for? Not the blind girl in the video You know, the actor
yang ku lihat kini
Mengapa hanya video bunuh sana sini
Di kaca tv dalam internet
Di fb hanya darah dan air mata
Ramai yang hina agama ku
Terasa bakar di
So I wrote this song once, out of love
About a scrub in a crowded club or lounge
Surrounded by these hounds and thugs
And he goes home and he
a fan of me
Looking at me crazy was pure insanity
Ten hours go by not panicking
I just sat there still like a mannequin
I was laughing they kept
erste Stelle, ich zieh' Eisen bei Beef
Hoodie und Bandana, Drive-by aus'm Jeep
Was 'n König im Schatten, Dicka, Stereotyp (yeah)
Die Straße lehrte mir,
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