paroles de chanson Flash Photography... - Matthew Mullings

(This is a series of short films)
(By Matthew Mullings)
Okay, these days after my shift is clocked
I been running round town like I own your block
Since down the street where I live got chalked
I suggest get bread 'fore your time gets lost
Motown baby, let's set this straight
World outta control, but I'm boutta run game
As I draw this, they should go frame it
Feel like Picasso when balling in the paint
Im claiming this all as my property
Schoolboy just chasing my Collard Greens
About time, Im giving out no apologies
I'll pitch my next check count to the lottery
This what GOATs sound like, no stopping me
Mad things killing my time, what a robbery
Things move fast and I cant say why, blink of an eye
Like its Flash Photography

Im moving high speed, this whip don't know nothing bout moving slow
She said she like me, girl we don't got no time so keep it close
Since I turned nineteen, this world became a place that I don't know
Because the time keeps flashing by
Every single moment

My life like flash photography
My life like flash photography
My life like flash photography
My life like flash photography
My life like flash photography
My life like flash photography
My life like flash photography

Oh no, cant you tell?
Things move fast, so ill wish you well
One day we'll reminisce the times we laughed, and we fell
When it ends, I hope i'll see you soon again my dear friend
Because the time keeps passing by, every single moment

I crawled through the mud, brushing off my challenges
Stood tall, she said I'm an advocate, on the mic
I live it, not practice it, a short film, this only the half of it
Starts from a spark, I'm candlelit
Im burning inside, this might be bad for me
Getting older, casket calling me
Time blinking by, Flash Photography