paroles de chanson Make It Happen - David Casto

Don't take me back to 1984
I was kicking down the door
And you're not doing it right
You're just not doing it right
You must be new at this life

Each verse is so crack they need commandments
Maybe ten so you can understand that
It's can't stop won't stop
Understand the mentality of a bad boy that's cooking on the stove top
Been notorious but really no biggie
Sit in a city well outskirts shit isn't pretty
Did it like Diddy
Nah man didn't do diddly
Really I was planning out my dream built it with pity
Shoot for the stars
Lucky I'm not shooting at stars
Feeling like I'm trapped anytime I look at your bars
It's either drugs money or drug money
Know what's funny
My neighborhood had all of that plus dust bunnies
Fuck money
Taking trust from me
What money
Love wasn't in the air it was lust dummies
Searching for love in all the wrong places
Maybe I was blind felt all the wrong places
Feel it in my heart now I'm the one face it
I'ma make it

Don't take me back to 1984
I was kicking down the door
And you're not doing it right
You're just not doing it right
You must be new at this life

Life ain't shit if you don't live it how you want it
Can't fit it all in your pocket
I'm a poet I'm a prophet
I'm a natural born leader if you want it bad enough then nobody can stop it
Student with a brain
I ain't losing I ain't fooling with the game
Played out I could ruin the remains
Purest to the vain
You just circulate a perpatrator
In creation I've been the cure steady luring in the change
Ooh it's gonna rain
Feuding for the main spot
Looking at the lames all doing it the same
I illuminate the flame
Blame Killuminati when I put your fire out L looking for the fame
You want the spotlight
Broads that'll give more for less than what you'd give for a Klondike
It's a cold world that we're living in
Not digging the percentages
But we gon' be alright

I'll never fake it 'til I make it my people wanting that real shit
Bomb ass weed a little henny to build with
The weight up on my shoulders I'm lifting it to the ceiling
If you say the sky's the limit I'll split the clouds for my children
Ill with the skill I killed bill for the feeling
Chill cheap thrill I'l break apart what you're building
Villainesque
Mixed with Dilla yes
Diligent
Going straight gorilla your appeal isn't real as this
The figure that everyone want to be
So I guess I'm on my B.I. with no more apologies
Jeez Jesus please
Just stand up and follow me
Cause I've been walking through the darkness the gospel is obsolete
King of Kings
We're all caterpillars needing wings
Flee the scene
Get a better view so you can see your dream
Killing obstacles
Showing nothing's impossible
I'm honest though don't want to be a king

Don't take me back to 1984
I was kicking down the door
And you're not doing it right
You're just not doing it right
You must be new at this life