paroles de chanson Qool Kid - Napier Quinn

It's not over

Yeah
Aye

Chapter closes the story's far from over
Hate the fact life's easy when i'm not sober
Stopped second guessin and finally made a decision
Pay penance with every sentence finished
Dirty dishes, piled high up in the kitchen
Can't compare to skeletons in my closet
I'm nauseous, pardon me if I appear standoffish
I'm cautious, snakes around I cut the heads off em
Ain't the same, little nigga from logsdon
Wearin hand-me-downs his parents couldn't afford him
New clothes, new Jordans? Not important
Poor man plight, portions extorted
Black man blight, culture exported
Must be heaven sent, prolly flew in on a stork and shit
Johnny Storm step up on the block get to torchin it
Call me Ramsey Bolton cuz this beat i'm really torturin

Uhh, i'm not sure about that bar
But fuck it

Dreamer stuck in mud travelled roads less fortunate
Starbucks stackin up my ties seemed more corporate
Black and white world why the struggle disproportionate?
Moral grey areas fill the view and i'm bored of it
HTG got a charge went to court with it
Beat the fuckin case no race nigga we floorin it
Pourin it, aristocratic with my actions
Tryna turn a trap house into a palace
Lost in wonderland had me feelin like Alice
How a silver spoon and chalice breed malice?
Quit all of the passive, a nigga got to snappin
Fire flame spitter, American Dragon
You can call me Jake but adventure time is finished
Difficulty rises dependin how dark yo skin is
The thing is

This ain't southpark
And life is not a LARP
A live action role play
You can't swim with sharks
So, just follow yo heart
Some shit like that
You feel me? Be you
Don't cap, just rap about your real life

I took half the year off just to finish the tape
The blind lead the blind but I weave my own fate
From no food on the plate and always runnin late
To makin many mistakes that pressure could make you break
But I don't really do all that trappin i'm an activist
Feelin like a motherfuckin captain in this bitch
Got both hands on the wheel
Imma let Jesus steer, put no man above god
That's the only one I fear
God damn, what a year how the fuck we still here
Got that 2020 vision future sight real clear
Lustin for a life, millions with my peers
But our time is gon come, we focused on the present
Our presence is a present
Lessons after lesson
Wessons at the West Inn
We focused on the cheffin
Maybe it's apparent
Life ain't really fair and
I could take the golden ticket I would rather share it

It's not over
Yessirrr
Whole nother project on the way
And you ain't even finish this one yet
Just strap in for the ride