歌詞

Momma momma momma momma Fuck it imma be the big man now It not to busy now but i steadily Gaining crowds hope one day y'all can join me See me grinning above the clouds While you haping for paper hope you really figure out Why you stressed and why dreams procrastinating Still taking orders while your trains done left the station Mind is vacant folly of countless faces Sad to see, glad its not contagious or hereditary Look at mother Mary lied to give birth To a beard that died for some sins Opposing nothing with a friendly grin That life is really real and thats a life you fucking live It's my life, it's not yours Some would swear its heaven but its not lord If we could just treat each other as equals That would truly jeopardize the sequel Too many distractions death fees and taxes Crooked cop, The rich attraction Brain washed by denomination All this shit'll really wanna cloud your vision Growing a third appendage one to write One to smoke, one to pick my brain with Relating Hop to pussy I know that shit is raw Slim getting chopped by painted twin ninja Ginn-Su swords Shit shaking into you core Regret not being to thoughtful before Shit digressed when you attained the award The shores a ways and you been paddling all day Maybe the waves is punishment for your ways Devilish sage been let out his cage Possessing the dark rage like it is Child's Play Bringing the dark age no more reasons to pray When we was younger, dreams, they was aplentiful Pitiful to see when we're older they've receded I didn't dream to be a football star My dream to be the anti-hero, (bitch) And I succeeded It's my life, it's not yours Some would swear its heaven but its not lord If we could just treat each other as equals That would truly jeopardize the sequel Too many distractions death fees and taxes Crooked cop, The rich attraction Brain washed by denomination All this shit'll really wanna cloud your vision
Writer(s): Anthony Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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