paroles de chanson Peer Through the Cracks - P-Tree

Who do you think that you are
Fucking with me leaving me with some scars
Sucking like leeches
The color like bleach does
Under the bleachers
You creatures belong
Had to go through it for long
Silver lining now I'm strong
Slick lying and conniving frauds
Not divisive on
Anything my mind is on now
That's the type of love I got now
Type to leave you all hollowed out
Not for me
I just want to play it in key
Rather than be
Negative and somber like a cloud
Worth more than a key
Or a pound
You can't continue to fuck up my ki
Working on every last inch of my sound
There's nothing left you could actually see
Unless you're looking through the cracked concrete
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All your old views past obsolete
Better to open your mind to what's next
Better believe I'm coming for your neck
Better for me to not to wonder what if
Better than cheaters who got no allegiance
Bleeding me dry till I'm sweating and heaving

Better to be me

You can't see the vision
You can't seem to keep me
Out your mouth
Hopefully the taste is bitter
Let them try to be me
Let them thrive I'm not greedy
You can't shine like my B.B.
Dilated why stay I'm not needed
My patience thinner
Than a damn junkie
On the block tweaking
Need a rock treatment
Weaken him bleed me
You couldn't be me no
Listen I breathe these flows
You couldn't reach me no
I'm still coping
You can see through to my soul
Gotta race the clock
You'll never know
Tense yet impressively
Did it on my own
Without you right next to me
You never brought out the best in me
They're always missing the point they're dull
Mad at how bright we glow
Doubt a young white boy no
Stay from around me oh
Shaking the ground we grow
Break through the cracks we show
Beauty intensively treasure these roads
Never bend crumble or fold
Never been one to let go of shit
I pick up my thoughts like Marigolds

Hope you fucking with it
Or it make you cock suckers stop
Fucking with us
On the block with a clear shot
To a better spot better image
Restoration of a vintage vehicle
Generation definitely meaningful
In the center where we be into gold
Got them screaming for more
With their cheeks on our testicles
Ear to the beat
Know I don't fear what I hear in the streets
Go on the feel and repeat 'til I'm eased
Reap off the reel and delete the disease
I'm P-Tree
I just be me
Not ducking these fucks or polices
Bank$ reupping to double the cheeses
Dump the funding to what we believe in
Breathe with me

I'll be becoming a star
While you'll be watching me making my art
Leaving the demons all out in the yard
Can't let them rock with me
While you'll be copying
I'll still be topping
Everything on top of my chart
Medicine is what I put in these bars
Let it heal them if they'll steady their arm
Put the needle in
Put the needle on the record
Listen to the treasure
That we cleave apart
Leaving our mark
Add some pressure
Bleeding can resolve the issues
If you're not afraid of scars
Please stay modest it gets hard
We're synonymous with robbing
And playing guitar
Most of the days in the dark
Grown from the ways
Of the parts that we start in
Hosting some pain
Press play what we bargain

Pardon our mistake
Might have to hit replay
Just to hear what we say
You're retarded
Pull up and I park
In the most inconvenient spot
We don't knock
We just barge in
Focus the target
We're not trying to fit in the margin
You need to read into us a little deeper
We're real artists
Fuck what they're talking

Close to the place we departed
Closed off from taking control
Hope that you stay for the show
Hoping you ain't just plotting
Dope if you'd play what we wrote
Turns out their ways were the strangest
They'd play what we'd make them
And hang with us what we don't know
Is that they were faking their praises
And taking advantage
The traitors were stealing my hoe
Damn