Lyrics:
THRIVE-NEWSBOYS
Giving It Over
I was a teen flat-liner on the joy screen
Dead in the water of life
Sixteen and working hard
Newsboy on the Boulevard
He'd see the rich and famous
Never envied anyone behind their false joys
He saw that they had none
He was
seem to turn around
Short hum of heart followed by no sound
Maybe all these smiles just upside down frowns
Cause my life's just a joke and I wear
The bread of life gives heavenly treasure; I got my dough up
Blessed with the spiritual riches; mad bank
Crunk up, got that living water in our gas tank
I know the local newsboy and he
Stutters all the time
It's you and me and the devil on the screen
Looking for a normal life
There's a family
The Fight...
Seven years of tears and laughter
As you stand outside my door
Waving roses round the corner
Wrought with every bloom and thorn
Drown the booze
Out in the square, a man in a raincoat
Standing there
We met by the land where the newsboy cries
He stole my heart with his laughing eyes
We smiled
of the extreme
Of the unknown the newsboys' muttering
Becomes another murmuring the smell
Of medicine, a fragrantness not to be spoiled
The bed, the books,
each other normalize sexual perversion normalize
Drama at home normalize cross dressing normalize
Everyday lusting normalize living by the gun normalize
I'm in the sky tonight
There I can keep by your side
Watching the wide world riot
And hiding out
I'll be coming home next year
Into the sun we
I'm in the sky tonight
There I can keep by your side
Watching the wide world riot
And hiding out
I'll be coming home next year
Into the sun we
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
I and I born a living dread
Inna this ya town of the living dead
I and I born a living dread
Inna this ya town of the living dead
I and I born
it
Never said a lie, better believe it
I've been living life for 19 years (19 years)
I've been holding back 19 tears (19 tears)
Got my brother and my
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
of the year
Them hoes can't come
Go hard or go home
I'm turnt up in the 'Go zone
City of the year
Ay, born in the middle of the West
Lil' nigga, living
I'm in the sky tonight
There I can keep by your side
Watching the wide world riot and hiding out
I'll be coming home next year
Into the sun we
years
The last years
The last years
When living in the last years
The last years
The last years
When living in the last years
Travel light
Don't bring
here filling the pad up by using the fuel from my bad luck
Seven years of bad luck
Seven years of bad luck
I don’t really know
I don’t really know
our own few circles 'round the sun
We get it backwards
And our seven years go by like one
Dog years
It's the season of the itch
Dog years
With
You got to let it flow out, yeah
Poetics bring the drums in
Rivers of living water
Flowing just like a stream
Rivers of living water
Flow from
Yeah it's a brand new year
It's a brand new year
Yeah it's a brand new year
It's a brand new year
Yeah it's a brand new year
It's a brand new year
living it
Remember my dad left me when I was 5
3 years old in the car was getting high
He Use to cheat on moms and telling his lies
Burned down the house
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