Lyrics:
too far gone in my suicide and that's without the real passion
Feeling bad about myself
Nothing at all
I feel terrible about the circumstances that I
Looking in the mirror
Like that's precious cargo
Cant wait to see how far ill go
When I go ill be gone
When I go ill be gone
When I go ill be gone
Ya when I
impatient
So immersed in all the sorrow
We may settle on tomorrow
Wake Up
Until its peace who gone sleep
People die in these streets
Everyday if not week
Pour
hearings on my record
Tell em' other gangsters silence
For the record
Tell the world I know it's too late
Boys and girls, I think I gone cray
Drown inside my
The playing fields of Eton
Have made us frightfully brave-
And though if the Van Dycks have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein Grand,
We'll stand
By
The playing fields of Eton
Have made us frightfully brave-
And though if the Van Dycks have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein Grand,
We'll stand
By
The playing fields of Eton
Have made us frightfully brave-
And though if the Van Dycks have to go
And we pawn the Bechstein Grand,
We'll stand
By
you won't break it, break it
Who am I kidding? If I'm hurt I still won't say it, say it
Woah, I think I'm way too gone
I'm probably sick because I'm far
When you grow up
I hope that you be better than me and my generation
Though you're not too far removed from the plantation
My grandmother picked
you lose desire
Then a breakdown turns to a heart attack
And it's far too late, you'll never bring it back
You can take what you want from me
But you
go this far
That makes me wonder where this cycle ends
I think I'm way too well accustomed
To the same shame that Adam felt
Naked in the garden, tryin
niggas ferocious
Only violence and drugs, there was nothin' for us
All I had was this music, I couldn't afford to do much
'Cause I got chillin' by
No seed will ever grow
As my eyes stare inside me
I feel the (parish fall)
(The sad ache) of my visions
And I feel they're not too far
The ethic
through
I made it through
Now I got this loot
It's like yea yea yea shawty
Talkin' bout you know me
But I can't
I done gone too far just to turn it
outside the bar
Like I'm not gone be driving that far
Ended up buying shots and breaking cigars
Took it way too far now I can't get home
Just parked my car
suffrage
Or Jim Crow, the KKK american terrorism
Murders and beatings on television
It's in the cells now
You thought that was yesterday?
But the compression
) ain't really shit
want to roll so hard, all of the time
You and that bitch playin Too $hort rhymes
If you aks me, what it's all about, I'll say
ain't flattered by all of you hoes
You just dangling
Go ahead and come out the clothes
I take a puff of the weed, and screaming one eight seven
Jump in
before, we all got a role we all gotta fight. Dile!
Nothing new been fighting fearless nights. Dile!
I won't close my eyes, not now, too much in sight.
Yeah this my life
In my own words I guess
Don't wanna be nobody else
Its about time I get some help
This work ain't gone do itself
Rather lose my
the mailbox
It's so unorthodox
No payments due
No court orders too
Is this true
Is this what I needed all along she said
Not knowing that the path for this cute
For a day off or nothing, for a day off or nothing
So we might not be Americans by birth
But I earned this shit, American by work
You see, it's all
to me, still
THUY you must be mad, your American jack
Has gone for good and he'll never come back
They ran away with the skin they could save
The ones who
of patience
Even as we drown in the undertow
Love remains the reason for all of our hope
Because love is defined by how far we'll go
And love has no barrier
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