paroles de chanson 2X Pills - Isaiah Rashad

Two pills and a Mac-11, red and blue, you choose
Tryna spit a few flows, to get my money up
Look I'm 20 years old, and I ain't done enough
And 'til the sun set, roll another blunt for my real nigga Kembe
I'm not only the leader, but I follow the Village
I swear them niggas is killin' it in Chicago
Now put the gun down, waitin' to put the world on 'em
I get tired of the problems and depression
The bitches and the bitching, come and get your girl, homie
Shallow dreams and broken hearts, Black Benz'
They're tryna make, material wishes and spiritual blisses
They stay focused on inferior
Pictures, you got your mothafuckin' hands out

I get so,
So far away, so far away
But I still, I still hear the gun sounds
Bang, bang-bang, bang-bang
Bang, bang-bang, bang-bang

Two kills from a Mac-11, red and blue, you lose
A nigga need bail, so get your money out
I'm twenty years old, and I ain't done enough
Lord, I swear I got the answers for
My people, and bullets bring the reaper
I heard my first lie in a church from a preacher
I sank low 'cause that's where they want to keep us
Just give me love, give me sex, give me reefer
And after school, getting high with the teachers
I tried to promise my momma, I'd make it honest
Say what's on your heart I promise, They call it conscience,
And conscience don't make no dollars,
No dollars unless you Common
Now get your mothafuckin' hands out

I get so,
So far away, so far away
But I still, I still hear the gun sounds
Bang, bang-bang, bang-bang
Bang, bang-bang, bang-bang

I get so,
So far away, so far away
But I still, I still hear the gun sounds
Bang, bang-bang, bang-bang
Bang, bang-bang, bang-bang