paroles de chanson CLUB 27 - Sol Jay

Those gates, I headed
They tried make me deaded
They tried make me get in
Club 27
See all the cuts they branded
And all the hits they landed
They tried gettin′ me lacking
But my life demanded my soul, my heart
God knows my part, knows Sol is art
Control my guard, I hold my scars
I fucked up, guilt trip to the stars
Don't fuck up now, this my restart
They fucked up, I blame all of y′all
All that want me gone, fuck
I-I-I face the truth, it's still my fault

I had fractured couple bones, but I ain't break the shit
They ain′t have a fucking life so they gon′ play with it
All the damage I had done, I keep it dangerous now
I had macked a couple hoes, but I ain't stay with it (Nah)
Seeing love fake as shit, I know they wanna say this shit
"R.I.P., condolences to Sol′s fam"
"Chink motherfucker, can't believe I saw him take my bitch"
Man, all the shit I′d never wish on anyone, they had wished on me
Trip me on the come-up and make me a part of history
Crazy how a family member shady as the industry
Crazy, what some times I used to hate is now a gift to me
Sabotaged a prodigy
Sabotaged by many fake bitches, no apology
And I ain't talking women when I mention bitches properly
They fuckin′ up my vision just to try to put a stop to me
A God? Man, theres gotta be
I triple the 3s, I got an angel of soldiers
I don't know my reason to be, but I feel I'm yet to show it
To think I have nothing to lose, you gotta be far from sober
I know that I′m still yet to prove
Before it′s all over

Those gates, I headed
They tried make me deaded
They tried make me get in
Club 27 (27)
See all the cuts they branded
And all the hits they landed
They tried gettin' me lacking
But my life demanded my soul, my heart
God knows my part, knows Sol is art
Control my guard, I hold my scars
I fucked up, guilt trip to the stars
Don′t fuck up now, this my restart
They fucked up, I blame all of y'all
All that want me gone, fuck
I-I-I face the truth, it′s still my fault