paroles de chanson "Instrumentals", Vol. 1, Pt. 8 - Arthur Russell

They say an eye for an eye makes the world go blind
I'm not picture pefect
Lookin for my inner peace you can see I'm selling dreams.
Better recognise, I'm feminine constructed with
No father figure you can say I'm female figured.
I just lost an icon
With no doubt she's an Angel just disguised.
It's a soul for a soul but I could never had doubted.
Grew up in hood full of bad institutions
Corruption was undisputed
Circulated to the students.
Life was like a horror movie
Faced my downfall on a nightfall
Sounds just like a scripted movie.
KIDS ON DRUGS, every corner I see street bugs.
My favourite artist yeah Street Bud
Low I murder on the beat best believe I make a killing streak
Spitting like a semi auto as I make a motto
Flawless flow tryna grow physical features finna blow.
Gambino yeah he the bro
Fight against my own libido
Just desire more than we know
Playing better than a C note
Destroy all these rappers I'm your SYRE
Sing an alibi better than your home girl Mariah.