paroles de chanson Waiting 4 - The Thought feat. Dredrey & Smith the Poet
I'm
tryna
live
again
What
you
waiting
for?
Ain't
nobody
gonna
come
around
and
give
you
hope
Unless
your
body
going
'round
just
on
the
gift
of
dope
You
ain't
motivated,
what
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
Ain't
nobody
gave
you
that
dollar
note
Chokehold
on
the
game,
me
and
my
brother
both
Your
mind
ain't
activated
though,
what
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
Carbon
copy
of
the
mockery,
monopoly
Over
all
the
awkward
motherfuckers
tryna
copy
me
They
don't
got
no
body,
just
a
parliament
lobotomy
Dawdle
for
the
oddity
like
the
Olive
is
on
top
of
me
You
got
to
be
a
part
of
me
for
me
to
even
hear
your
rhyme
Getting
all
your
toppings
free
but
skipping
all
the
pie
Got
a
finger-licking
crop
and
no
apologies
to
cry
Steady
slinking
toward
the
top
'cause
we
just
want
to
see
'em
die
We
just
wanna
see
'em
die,
'cause
they
mutilate
the
Earth
All
these
species
had
to
fry
so
their
pockets
gain
some
girth?
And
we
speaking
all
the
time
like
we
want
to
make
this
worth
But
we
don't
want
to
put
in
the
work
We
worship
quirks,
the
youngest
Turks,
delivery
of
propaganda
Y'all
wanna
twerk
while
the
iceberg
sees
to
all
our
manners
Whether
cutting
through
the
steel
or
melting
'til
we
drown
What
we
waiting
for?
When
all
this
bullshit
going
down?
What
you
waiting
for?
Ain't
nobody
gonna
come
around
and
give
you
hope
Unless
your
body
going
'round
just
on
the
gift
of
dope
You
ain't
motivated,
what
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
Ain't
nobody
gave
you
that
dollar
note
Chokehold
on
the
game,
me
and
my
brother
both
Your
mind
ain't
activated
though,
what
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
Ain't
nobody
gonna
come
around
and
give
you
hope
Unless
your
body
going
'round
just
on
the
gift
of
dope
You
ain't
motivated,
what
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
Ain't
nobody
gave
you
that
dollar
note
Chokehold
on
the
game,
me
and
my
brother
both
Your
mind
ain't
activated
though,
what
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
What
you
waiting
for?
Some
peace
of
mind?
Kinda
vague...
I
swore
to
set
aside
Stills,
I
still
stride,
just
don't
feel
right
Ain't
no
letting
go,
it's
high
tide
Ain't
no
celestine,
they
craving
smite
Luxury's
in
a
piece,
some
fucking
flight
Lucky
that
spell
speak,
the
test
of
time
Ain't
no
ceiling,
G,
I
don't
advise
To
spies
of
mine,
glad
the
day
is
ours
The
truly
straightened,
life
the
mayhem
God
Just
a
plaintiff
and
I'm
jaded,
y'all
I
know
I'm
hating,
of
what
I
wasn't,
dog
How
to
restate
this?
Ain't
no
repertoire
Ain't
no
vacant!
Only
dreaded
jog
Your
fucking
brain,
bitch,
what
you
waiting
for?
Why
you
stationed?
Bent,
some
fucking
boat
And
just
face
it!
What
you
waiting
for?
Ooooooh
BLAQKNOIZ
Yo,
this
ain't
the
intro
I'm
the
last
man
standing
Where
the
Sandman
scanning
Through
the
stacks
of
ash
Battle
where
the
matter
crash
Saddle
on
the
camel's
back
Paddles
never
battered
Jack
Cattle
for
the
slaughter
Cut
your
head
off
Lost
the
bargain
at
the
crossroads
Please
don't
let
my
boss
know
Oh,
you
want
to
know
the
cost
of
my
losses?
Well,
I
got
snow
Snowlike
frozen
tears,
or
sober
fears
Blow
away
my
inner
voice
in
those
coldest
years
My
moral
teachers
taught
me
hate
Steered
me
through
the
gate
in
'99
Not
the
finest
wine
in
taste
More
like
bitter
fucking
brine
Stoned
on
the
Rhine
in
my
daydreams
No
more
time
for
Mabie's
Haven't
heard
from
Tom
and
Katie
Watch
those
Yankees
fucking
doodle
They
treat
me
feral
like
I
got
rabies
or
AIDS
And
it's
they
who
need
safety
From
the
gun
at
my
noodle
But
they'd
rather
watch
the
clock
Hope
the
problem
solves
itself
Like
my
father's
fucking
cock
Didn't
bomb
my
mental
health
No
one
wants
responsibility
for
what's
under
the
rug
When
they
see
me
they
ain't
happy
and
won't
give
me
a
hug
And
the
way
they
treat
my
music
like
it
covers
the
drugs?
Love
you
all,
but,
ain't
it
time
that
enough
is
enough?
I'm
tryna
catch
a
fade,
fam,
I'm
calling
y'all
bluff
You
can't
cover
for
my
rapist
and
expect
forgiveness
Y'all
can
threaten
legal
action
but
I
think
that
shit
guts
You
don't
want
none
of
this
on
the
public
record
I'mma
keep
speaking
truth
until
they
shoot
me
for
it
Golden
goose
up
in
the
booth,
you
lost
up
in
the
forest
All
my
verses
soylent
green,
I'm
feeding
me
to
you
There's
a
war
on
my
art
and
that's
why
I'm
bleeding
through
Ooh
1 Art of War
2 Happy as a Stone
3 Closure
4 Walk Some
5 Rhesus Thesis
6 A Million Little Reasons - Oscar Lang Remix
7 K.I.S.S. Me
8 Give & Take
9 Arrhythmia
10 P.T.S.D.
11 Took Me
12 Sour Piss
13 Duck Duck Goose
14 Make a Fool Outta Me
15 Come Again?
16 Mindset
17 Thought the Anarchist:
18 Imitation
19 Contra Diction
20 Real Raps
21 Waiting 4
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