Gp. - The Message // Way. paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson The Message // Way. - Gp.



When is too long too long
Is it after 2 songs 3 songs 4 songs more no I don't care if you play this and like it
Share it praise it
No I care if you graze it and save the message to make blessings amongst the youth
Though the truth be sharp it's purpose is to change the heart so as you start this journey
Listen for what's lurking along in the seams
It's seems that we're in the mist of our history
Don't blame the past change from past
Don't think too fast just take your time
Breathe with me and learn some lines, no I don't write for dimes I write for mines
Random quotes to know of hope
Focus up and feel the room it's too divided
Having war while in a war
(Save me)
Last night I had a dream I was a monster
Broken promises constantly over all of em
Fallen into the bottomland
My second wind is kicking in
Not writing this for kicks no I can feel the tide is turning
Heart is burning, yet the flames are cold
Somebody told me use that pain to make yourself some gold
Though I'm arose, still sleeping somebody wake me up
Though I'm awakened by these razor cuts
Tell me it's a dream
Tell me you ain't leaving tell me you forgive me please
Noticed all my ends have always justified the means
Heart is broken, heart is frozen, till you say the word
Lack of focus, started choking, flying with the birds
Toss the bird if you stop the momentum
Grab the piece aim it right at ya temple
Give you till 3 then the hunt is official
Give him some weed and he prolly will miss you
Hit you up on that late night
Forgot bout that stage fright
I paint the scene of my perceptions
Message is the recognition isn't far I reckon but I'm
Stand offish, my mind is tossed down a Rocky Mountain
No Rockys, Kitt's, McDonald's can numb my high, disguising myself as fine
I'm alright, said I'm alright, I'm not alright
I'm not around, they gun me down
Just cause color of my skin is brown
Type of shit is that
Founding fathers didn't see bother wanted to send us back but that's the past
We living in the present and our presence is irrelevant still
Live or be killed, no other option
Then I mirror my father stand and be proud
Thinking how I got this knowledge is wild
Lost thoughts among the end of days
I'm in need of conversations not your praise
I'm in need of people changing not just screaming change
I'm in need of all my people with faith
Pray for me while on this journey of change
I think I lost my way



Writer(s): Geremia Paige


Gp. - The :Black: Story
Album The :Black: Story
date de sortie
16-10-2020




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