paroles de chanson Thank God - Caleborate feat. Cadence & Moms
Caleborate]
I
miss
the
old
days
Playstation,
Vice
City
Bike
riding
Orange
cassette
tape
Happy
Meal
eating
slow
days
Way
before
tuition
checks
Before
I
needed
row
game
Before
I
needed
weed
or
alcohol
to
get
the
hoes
man
Before
everybody
rapped
and
made
they
own
clothes
Before
they
raised
the
rent
and
kicked
us
all
out
of
our
homes
Uh,
this
for
my
niggas
that
hold
me
down
like
a
team
'Cause
fake
shit
fades
like
washing
out
old
jeans
Ah,
I
know
you
gotta
love
this
shit
Ain't
got
a
deal,
but
use
my
niggas
as
my
publisher
All
that
bull
that
they
gon
throw
Man,
I'm
above
that
shit
I
been
on
my
job
Oh
wait,
you
already
knew
that
Ok,
I
brought
my
flow
back
This
underground
like
lojack
But
soon
to
be
above
the
rim
And
shining
like
a
Kodak
I
push
my
aunty
whip,
when
she
get
sick,
to
see
a
bitch
And
pray
that
granny
ain't
looking
at
me,
in
a
fit,
finna
tell
jesus
You
could
smite
his
ass
down
if
you
want
to
He
actin'
like
a
fool
Wanna
rap
before
he
go
to
school
Well
I
prefer
writing
raps
before
taking
those
two
And
turning
papers
in
is
not
gon
get
my
niggas
paid
Uh,
please
know
that
I
know
where
home
is
But
going
from
home
to
home
can
Kinda
make
you
feel
homeless,
and
soulless
Broken
home
make
me
feel
unwanted
But
Berkeley
helped
me
closer
Gave
me
lessons
I
can't
forfeit
![Caleborate feat. Cadence & Moms - 1993](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/q/w/d/_/zsam3h_dwq.jpg)
1 Lil Cel
2 Gettin' By
3 Thank God
4 Mind Piece
5 Kale
6 Game Over
7 Consequences
8 Gemini's Revenge
9 Options
10 For Sallie Mae
11 Too Long
12 August 28th
13 250 A.M.
14 Gotta Know
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