paroles de chanson 6 Paths - Yanno

6 paths
This sides dangerous
Right hands pocketed but always racing
I lost all my patience
I swear if you send for me
CCTV will clock me in your yard on surveillance
Just pray that it's painless
Pray that you make it
Neighbours came out saw you laying on the pavement
Feds tapped the block off
Ambulance tried to save him
The irony a dead end was the fate you were facing

Look masked up no face or cases
51 SDC or Old Don
Have you ever had to dash from the feds or some pagans
And you know if you stop fam you're life gets taken
Let's say I can't run
I'll poke before I panic g I'll shoot before I stress
Now your life's in the balance
You really start to panic
You thought your ends would ride
But none of them brothers savage
I swore you said you were active

Really about that action
Kept creasing my kicks when I run a man down
No lift fam I legged it with a long shank in hand as the angels cried out
Black balaclava when I run up in your house
Going in like Barry Gibbs
Searching the room
Only interested in Robert Bordens and Mackenzie Kings
Major risk for minor things
Had everything sold by the morning

M5A fly to E16 no I'm never OT in my ends I stay local
And if I'm being honest
I don't care who you are
Fam I know you're not bad
You're just screaming out your area and postcode
Try if you want but I bet you won't touch me
Swear I'll duppied your mans are joke
I just pray God protect me from feeling the feeling of losing my bros to the rocks like they're obito

19 yet I seen death change a life
With that knife in your sidebag
Weight on your waist
Now you're chatting like a badman
I wish that you saw that
You're living a facade

No I'm not finished
You sold it if it sells
Hold the barrel to your head
You'd never beg for your life you kept your pride till your dead
It takes a man to admit that this land made us men
My ones know I'll never pretend

That life wasn't difficult
Cause I was in the thick of things
I've lived the life you want to live
Old friends hate me
Cause I was on to bigger things
The OGs rate me cause my loyalty isn't questionable
I walked and repped the Esplanade
There's purpose in the pain
A message on the page
My words carry weight
Fuck your weapons and your blades
There's purpose in the pain
A message on the page
My words carry weight
I pray that you feel it
Don't