paroles de chanson NY90 (feat. Lox Chatterbox & REMMI) - Lox Chatterbox , REMMI , Jon Santana

Everything is black now
In the streets these people don't know how to act now
Politicians just puppeteers in the background
Messin with mental while I'm stuck up in this trap house
That's what I'm looking through
Try to resist it's impossible not to give into The system failed me, I guess I failed the system too
Cause now I'm forced to sell dope cause I ain't got no creations dude

Fucked right?
Up nice Wondering what it's once like Fighting with them demons
I got tucked tight
Right behind my earlobe Gun under my pillow
Cause I got all these dream that I'd either die or that I'd kill for
Demons and angles
Making me feel unstable I prey though, my sons will never have to slay that yay-yo Like they father did, put a couple whips up in their mumma's crib

Then make a couple mill and blow the game up like apollo did

Honestly, we did it to ourselves that ain't that hard to see
Take a step back and you can see it with some clarity
It's obvious these politicians complicate the populist
And now I'm feeling haunted like I just brought home the oculus

Compassions really just a myth
It's got us all confused
The smallest sliver of light is all we got in view
Compassions really just a myth, darkness got us all confused
And now the smallest sliver of light is all we got in view

Who turned out the light
Whats left that is right
Making the games so damn hard for us Just making the games so

Who turned out the light
Whats left that is right
Making the games so damn hard for us Just making the games so
Who turned out the light

Whats left that is right
Making the games so damn hard for us Who's making the games so

Who turned out the light
Whats left that is right
Making the games so damn hard for us Who's making the games so