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Flipsyde
Flipsyde
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Reto Peter
Reto Peter
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Flipsyde
Flipsyde
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Reto Peter
Reto Peter
Songwriter
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Reto Peter
Reto Peter
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I'm tired of arguing with close minded hypocrites and dumbing down cause a country is illiterate I'm tired of putting kids faces on them white tees and not knowing the difference between them and me maybe a little luck maybe some education my momma smoke weed. they momma freebasing and neither one of us have a daddy that didnt make it maybe i didnt make it, maybe death hesitating I'm tired of talking to myself and nobody feel me Tired of talking shit to the devil as if he couldnt kill me I'm tired of fools claiming they grind to feed they kids Your kid's cant eat a hundred thousand dollar meals I'm tired of hearing mother fuckers blaiming white people I'm tired of white people blaiming my people I'm tired of watching mickey mans try to keep it real keep it hood dog . and get your ass killed Well i can see what you cant believe its suffocating and its hard to breathe (fuck that i aint ready yet) We hear the truth still ya trying ya lies Still ya broke young brother when ya ready to die (i aint ready yet) i can see what you cant believe its suffocating and its hard to breathe (fuck that i aint ready yet) We hear the truth still ya trying ya lies Still ya broke when ya ready to die,... woooaahhh I'm tired of being tired I'm tired of talking shit I'm tired of all you politicians and you hypocrites im tired of giving my hopes up to let them down im tired of black on black im tired of brown on brown violence to violins they playing loud the government is hovering over the whole crowd tear gas and rubber bullets some of them real killing women and children. playa thats how ya feel from libia to yemen the people gotta get it Tunisia the beginning the knives never ending Them hillbillys crazy they done lost they mind the first generation to try and rewind time you cant defeat god ya nothing but a speck and when them people get tired they coming for ya neck cause you neglect to feed em and now they know you need them the powers in the people in the tidal wave of freedom Well i can see what you cant believe its suffocating and its hard to breathe (fuck that i aint ready yet) We hear the truth still ya trying ya lies Still ya broke young brother when ya ready to die (i aint ready yet) i can see what you cant believe its suffocating and its hard to breathe (fuck that i aint ready yet) We hear the truth still ya trying ya lies Still ya broke when ya ready to die,... woooaahhh (guitar riff) Im just trying to limit myself by living limitless maintaining your composure in hopes of forgivingness greedy ass world with how we did the indigenous capitolistic, paternalistic, practice is a sin know we gonna have to change change just to maintain Tame the lion thru heroin in his holy veins tame the children by building divisions in the system tame the poor addicted them to the jewels and denim but they dont know whats in them whats in them is god just like you and me. know its some kinda odd but if we focus on it put our hocus pocus on it we can elevate the generation beat it up or own or what . the planet and thats our job damn tired of living in this box they taking advantage ask the wrong questions never get the right answers just look inside of ourselves so we can cure the cancer Well i can see what you cant believe its suffocating and its hard to breathe (fuck that i aint ready yet) We hear the truth still ya trying ya lies Still ya broke young brother when ya ready to die (i aint ready yet) i can see what you cant believe its suffocating and its hard to breathe (fuck that i aint ready yet) We hear the truth still ya trying ya lies Still ya broke young brother when ya ready to die,... woooaahhh
Writer(s): David Lopez, Reto Peter, Jinho Ferreira, Stephen Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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