Lyrics

Yeah... Streets are still hard... I still walk the yard... My soul is still scar... When darkness falls across my face Swept hoping tears upon my face These times like this that i can't erase This goes a being whip, chain, hand or mace So i try to accept a high to feel the base We concepts and dreams of a different places But all that lies and life that i was taught And all the good things that i forgot That cold and then i avert, wipe a pussy like a savage Got an untight rip or love my bad habits Sometimes i faith to the fiend sometimes i laugh at it Get being on a project take a step at it I don't med it by my static i don't need to be graphic I steped to being mine and you go see achieve Cuz you don't even know what it into G Don't see the end of an A and the history Припев I want to change the world to real This size at homily, it slowly breaking me down I'm still the same inside my brain And if i change, it might just break me down These things inside i show but i cannot hide And now i lost count of a times i tried The times i lied about shit that with me with necessary I changed my floor but my scar really never very I feel like abyss sometimes i waited a vex i veil like a vessel Killed on my back and shoulders would be other soldier i told you Cuz i wake the hood like a big para fold you Who don't understand the meaning of the mystery My baby be so wet clothes so don't you be Acting like a gangster cuz my bangers being Shitting on the block with that 23 Mellow me derails that i set you free So maybe you can see where i can't see So we run about life shit cross bitches and gillish news Big changes amuse the bullshit we saw in the news Припев I want to change the world to real This size at homily, it slowly breaking me down I'm still the same inside my brain And if i change, it might just break me down
Writer(s): Andrew Francis Goddard, Mark Daniel Hosking, Stephen Charles Judd, Ian Lewis Kenny, Jonathan Peter Stockman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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