Lyrics:
a year went by so fast
Time to see - What we have - Time to see
Turn the projector on
First shot Roger
With the Fender guitar he just got out of hock
————–ORBIT
Glenn: Ah, roger. Friendship 7. All system are go in the capsule.
Glenn: Ah, Roger this is Friendship 7. I’m controlling fly by wire present time.
did was speak in class
I teach his ass
Even betters what my uncle did
I pop my demo tape in, start to beat my head
Peaked out my eye, see if he
If I was to be a father
I would learn from Kenny Rogers
Reach for the whiskey, bypass the Henny bottles
c gambler, running away from Morgana
That
is pretty vivid
You came in human flesh to take my place, my seat
Just so that I could be made free with no conditions
So I'mma love You back by
where nothing's real
Learning to trust in what I feel
Getting worn down by this war of attrition
This is my defence condition
Want to be heard but I've
my hip-hop
Dropped in tip-top
Condition I keep on
Spittin' but no one
Listens I must drop fire,
I can not wait for a fall
This is our only
Seventeen, with nothing but pussy stuck on my mental
My motive was rather sinful
"What you trying to get into?"
She didn't tell, just gave me her Nextel
hostage
With little conditions
No home resemblance
They want my permission
To open my mind
And see what is keeping me living
Written by: Micah Marine,
a year went by so fast
Time to see - What we have - Time to see
Turn the projector on
First shot Roger
With the Fender guitar he just got out of hock
Look back and raise my head in triumph
Infestation of what I was
Insinuations of what I'll become
The feeding of the virulent
Urge inside me is
ain't see this shit comin', nah
Last year I was broke, yeah
Now a nigga get money, hey
Aston Martin, watch it take off
I'm in a foreign coupe with my
fact it's not fair
Customers in the back in fact they do stare
They do care they judging me and my choice in haircut
I am ashamed, Yeah so I care what
eyes, too blind to see
All the torture you put me through
What I was meant to be just manufactured by you
A thorn in my side since the day of my first
chemically
Compounded, leave'em dumbfounded
My abilities all rounded, get a lil hounded
Surrounded by astounded, s'what the crown did
Heavy the head it
stopped"
I don't say "What's up?", You basically blocked
You see it on my hip, just know that it's cocked (Jesus)
Always look 'em in the face when I
"What's up?", You basically blocked
You see it on my hip, just know that it's cocked (Jesus)
Always look 'em in the face when I deal with my opp (Lord)
my gut when it was harming me?
Probably why I tried to hurt it with a bottle, see
Pump my lungs full of all of the nicotine
Just so I could feel
a '17
Windows down with the air condition
Max AC, I'm breezin
Heat under the seat, yea
Just tryna stay even
I know that they see me
Still in the hood I
the closet over goblets down at madri gras
The fame, champagne, walk of shame lobby call
My reposition was black condition of activism
Ammunition for
no half-steppin,
Ah just my bredda dem, was raised in the dead, so we gotta raise our weapon
Ah mi nuh trouble dem ah betta unuh stay in the house when
liquor
Can't find the killer, damn and it hurt man
Whoadie on a t-shirt, they dropped him in the dirt man
And the sister, she was trippin' man
Askin'
To open my mind
And see what is keeping me living
Stuck here surrounded by darkness
Had a good friend but just lost him
Nothing to break my bad habits
Unrealistic
Unexplainable
Utter ridiculous
And this the life that we live in
Was born to be great or die from the conditions
I just wanna live a better life
I
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