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[Look] I encountered, divided, my problems to slices, but never were they gone Early morning, waking up, challenged by the dawn Couldn’t feel the entrance of my pain, til it moved on Darkness, I thanked it Vanquished, with time Devil taught me patience, and lies Living in delusion manifested by the mind, saved me more than once, saved me when decided that I take off my disguise - Saved me cause the bubble I created left me far away from any other derelict opinion, truth arising from horizons that before I couldn’t ever see - shot down by the masses who are stuck in all these boxes still determined by our Gods - chosen, uh Numbed by, the questions Pass by, depression All this, deception Couldn’t find a way - to make it, a lesson [Look] Writing to my enemies, our destiny is mutual - Now we turn a better leaf to cast out all the usual, Problems that we facing on a daily cause the current getting stronger - Losing motivation, decidedly complacent, just another struggle that we facing
Здесь на каждом шагу - мойки, но город грязный И по утру, в койки, после празднований дня освобождения, то бишь пятницы И снова на неделю с головой, просиживая задницы Поверь тебе не вечно это будет нравится Позже вопросы в твоей голове появятся И вскоре ты начнешь бояться Вылезти из дома, Сказать хотя бы слово, мм
Is the dollar really worth Is the dollar worth it Is the dollar it my big brother fryin his brain up wit drugs that’s shi givin me pain but jus imagine how my momma feel she struggle day sorry momma but he’s a dead man walkin so I’m makin this for you lalo I ain’t really meet you but you still got the same blood pumpin through yo veins
Whom am I to vent to Bout my emotions and daddy issues Promise I ain't looking for excuses But a way out this cycle state Cause my inner child is chained To this sane thru a relation caged I've been tied for so long-that these cries emulate rain I'm hallucinating, the allusion is incubating this ruling pain But As I awake...I'm conscious again No matter what the mirror show I am still a project of him
Would you bleed for the fortune To make these bitches know ur Name For many that windows wide open Entertain the thots for fame safe to say I ain’t chosen I sit back with my brew spitting raps shooting thru So tell me trick who are you