C-Mob - Fly Away paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Fly Away - C-Mob



Yea, still in the Midst of Madness, know what I'm saying?
Sometimes you just wanna get away from it all, you just wanna fly away
This life is hectic, and everyday more drama is expected
My body can handle the physical pain but my mind is needing an exit
People are telling me that I should just relax and take it slow
But I'm tryna come up in the world so I gotta stack in racking dough
But I gotta ease the strain
Guess something into my system that I know will please the brain
Something to calm my nerves, and focus on how I can seize the game
See I need serenity, it's too chaotic within my vicinity,
Staring up into the heavens and making the
Sign of the cross to my lives in the Trinity
This life will finish me,
If I don't figure a way to escape
The madness at least once in a while
I've been surrounded by darkness for such
A long time I don't even be wanting to smile
I will forever be motivated, until the day when I'm so elated
My family will say, "Oh, he made it"
Angering people who know they hated
Haters want you to fail and they get mad at success
They'd rather you stress, and be like them, just sad and depressed
See, I am living in a world full of bullshit
With a full clip cause I know I could die today
Sometimes, I wish I could leave this drama and fly away
Life is a struggle, I gotta get on the grind
I can't get no relaxation, cause I got shit on my mind
Seems everyone's out to get you, you try and trust you get played
I've got to escape this madness, even if it's just for a day
I've got to fly away (fly away)
I feel like I'm stuck and I'm not going
Nowhere so I might as well sit here and do my dirt
Wondering will I walk out of my house and
Then witness a bullet go through my shirt
Then fall to my knees as the bullets keep
Coming and they just continue to rattle my chest
I feel the same way that I felt a few years
Ago when I said this was the Shadow of Death
I drink a few drinks, I pop a few tabs,
I'm hoping that it'll help battle the stress
And then I lay down and look up at the
Ceiling cause [???] cause that'll be next
And I notice the harder the liquor,
The easier for me to get through the day
But my visions are darker and sicker,
My mind isn't healthy it's slipped through decay
Like I wanna just rip through my prey
Open the 10 round clip to the face
But it's at a stressing my medicine stops
The aggression so I can just get blew away
Whatever it takes, I know that I cannot escape in my physical form
I feel that I'm trapped in a womb that
Is wicked and plus my umbilical's torn
Praying for God to be saving me like
He was raising me up upon eagle's wings
Away from this chaos and killing
It's like I was living in needful things
My thoughts are jumbled and I feel like I'm stuck inside a maze
I'm needing a stress reliever so I can mentally fly away
Lord could you take me away, take me from all of this pain
The sun don't shine where I'm from, all we get where is just rain
In a wicked place where I've grown,
Everything I've got on my own,
Some say I'm living in Hell, but my whole life has been home
And I've gotta get away, free my mind,
I feel like a animal trapped in a cage
Problems they double and triple,
This life is not simple, I go through it back in a daze
Stacking my pay, is all I ever do,
Now haters out thick, so I'm packing a tray
Hate when a problem is great,
I get high and I hope I can laugh it away
But I know it don't work like that
Gotta stay tough, gotta multi-track
Gotta keep hustling on top of
Working 10 hours a day, til I hurt my back
I'mma continue to come with the wickedness,
Rapping and when I get done it's ridiculous,
Always been known as the one with the sickedness,
Cause I be twisting the tongue like it's licorice
Always on point, never spitting it sloppily,
All about business and doing it properly,
Tryna take over and have a monopoly,
Standing my ground so that nothing can topple me
I try to live right, and handle my business, and I even try to pray
I hope that it all pays off so then if I want I can fly away



Writer(s): Rico R. Wade, Raymon Ameer Murray, Willie Edward Knighton, Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Cameron F. Gipp, Patrick L. Brown, Robert Terrance Barnett


C-Mob - Hard Times & Hard Liquor
Album Hard Times & Hard Liquor
date de sortie
03-11-2009




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