Lyrics:
Deadin a lot of shit
So I can live on
If it's poppin in the city
Hope it last long
Don't fuck with them niggas
Cause they ain't gotta backbone
Like
Yes on the quidi vidi
Live life today
Don't ever stray
Breathe
Now that you're home
Soul no longer stone
Just breathe
No cloud in sky
Runners sweating
alone
All I want is to
Find my way back home
Chorus
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Broken dreams
Broken people
Broken loves
Broken lives
Only Humans
Broken worlds
Broken
You playing all the wrong games
Live in my head rent free she got me doing all the wrong things
Them ain’t even lines them lanes
I’m good on that
Lost in the land of wonder, and my fucking sanity
Am I pawn in your game, am I being used
I live confused, just like concussion I might need a new
all this blame
But no matter where you live, injustice still remains
So I moved down south, turns out I could have helped back home
watch
We know how this movie go, but we watch
'Cause we just playin' our parts
You're watchin' how I perform and it's breakin' your heart
You home
live my life by the gun
I love smokin swisher sweets
Uh, now fuck them bitches that say we hiside
cause we pass by and don't speak
(Pimp see
the wrong
Farther along we'll know all about it farther along we'll understand why
Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine we'll understand it all by
slidin' you somethin' fierce
You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here
I ain't got to tell homeboy he know that
This is 'Matrix
don't mind boo be yeah
And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce
You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here
[Verse 1]
I ain't
we live
This is underground
Underground is live where you rest
Subliminal stress surviving off
Beats by Protest
What is underground
Fight for your
miss you
Oh, 'cause we love
We live
I miss you
Oh it's all ok
I take it day by day
This is summertime
Nothing on my mind
And man's called man
Bear witness to the god young thugs don't live long
Life is a game of chess ( you play the pawn) knowledge I born
Walk a righteous path you
Make it home tonight
Be the number one smuggler in the area
Got enough weight to fill up and aircraft carrier
Herb slanger, Hustler Incorporated
You wanna know what trill is? Tell 'em Paul Wall
[Chorus]
I'm a survivor of the struggle, I live by the code
In the city where greed and envy
really think that they got nine lives
You might as well don't even bust back, this bitch a hunnid shots
And we been getting it by the pound
You know we
him right
And God got my back so, when I act wow
I'm comin' home safely through the back do
The murder rate is sky high, nigga holla ride or die
These
Give it a home
But barely a home
Keep food in a bowl
And don't let it
Don't let it roam
Put it to work
Make it stay poor
By taking its pay
like (?)
They way too used to the mis (?)
How to concentrate, how to sit still
Murder rate permanent place in the top 10
We live here, these hipsters
Did you think that your feet had been bound
By what gravity brings to the ground?
Did you feel you were tricked
By the future you picked?
Well, come
in the wrong.
[Chorus]
Farther along we'll know more about it,
Farther along we'll understand why;
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
in the wrong.
[Chorus]
Farther along we'll know more about it,
Farther along we'll understand why;
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
I'm sitting down by the highway
Down by that highway side
Everybody's going somewhere
Riding just as fast as they can ride
I guess they've got
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