paroles de chanson Lish-Ish Christmas - Lish

Yeah
The one that started it all
The one I've been thinkin about
For too long
The things I needed to say
For too long

Alright here we go
Lish-ish Christmas
Let me tell you what's on my wishlist
Can I walk through the halls
Without ya'll saying "What is this?"
A black man with a plan
No Rolly on his wrist - is
This possible to comprehend
The negro is proud and we'll be
Like that til the end
Don't need to gang bang
But I'm not tryin to offend
But to the very top
My people I will send
And all my brothers
Who rep colors have met they end
Or they can't open they blinds
Cuz if they went outside they would die
And send they moms to church to cry
You won't catch me passin product
Had that path but I fought it
Saw what I wanted and got it
Ya'll sold the game but I bought it
I didn't want it that way
Like the big man say
Sell dope rap or NBA
That's what America pray
For an MC at 18
So they could put hard bars
Behind the cold ones
My soul's won
Raised to be a bold one
With no gun
Everything catches up
Every sip of the cup
Every kick of a pup
Everything catches up
Look at me out here preachin
But am I reachin
Keepin bleach inside of kids clothes
Instead of kids throats
With hearts broke
Addicted to the chin check
Yo family's lives you'll wreck
If you become the one who flex
Too much this Christmas season
Don't let me catch you bleedin
Or eulogy readin for you
Cuz I know mine
And it's Satan's greatest crime
That this white-black mentality
Hasn't died overtime
And I wanna see all races
Stand in a line and shine

My philosophy is that of every rap artist
The world is mine, but if you ask
I can let you borrow it
The sorrow when my man left me
Took my heart with him
So at this point he owe me
I guess the earth does turn slowly
For Christmas I want my father to stay here
I don't blame ya but 4 years
The circumstances I did not hear
So adhere to these words
That I learned in the burbs
What will it cost
The time we lost
Can't get back
That's a fact
And it's wack
But havin you back
Would out-value each and every stack
I might own
But thankfully due to this time
I have grown
Into a man of my very own
Without this time of sadness I may not have known
My ultimate savior
The Lord. the God, the Father
The one who loves all
Like a son or daughter
For Christmas this year I want ya'll to find the living water
And not be sheep to feed Satan's slaughter
I feel it, the burdens of bein a leader
Don't get weak now, you're young
They wanna see you in the heater
Never thought they'd see a durag on they preacher
Up late loadin a new mag
Full of bars, that's hard
And at the flip of a card
You'll see the king's scarred
Lost his life to the spade tryna guard his heart
Is it possible to save the people with self regard
How long til I'm the next statistic
Face down on the boulevard