paroles de chanson No Heroes - Yon Cash feat. My Son

Yeah... I Got Mikey in Here With Me Today (Yeah Dad)

Right Mikey (It's The Cult)

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Butter and Bread We Ate (Ayy)
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Make Sure We Say Our Grace
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Uh Ay Praying For Better Days (Ayy)
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Now all a nigga need is a piece of mind
Roll up the weed and blow the leaf sometimes
I been hustling everyday out of the week for mines
Thinking how to get a bigger plate to eat
A better place to sleep
Feel like the concrete already waist deep
Gotta keep it cool turn up the A.C.
Take a breather
Then inhale the reefer
Hell is realer then we believe
The Devils the dealer, we the fiends
The streets will decease your dreams, leave you incomplete
It could easily be you or me, me or you
Another Eulogy unreadable
Upset stomach, unfeasible
I can't make this shit up, No Maybeline
Do You Believe
Will You Receive The Message
Will You Receive Your Blessings
You Reap What You Sow
Sold Your Soul You Stressing
So You Learned Your Lessons
So You Know The Essence
You Could Feel The Presence
Your Future is My Present

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Butter and Bread We Ate (Ayy)
Cream of Wheat on My Plate (Ayy)
Make Sure We Say Our Grace
Praying For Better Days (Ayy)

Uh Ay Praying For Better Days (Ayy)
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Uh there's a fire inside of my soul and I came to ignite it
One day I lost control it died out I gotta revive it
I Just got a hold of my glow again I'm so enlightened
If you seen what I saw growing up your soul would be frightened
But I'm more then delighted to share it with you
Some people don't care they don't hear the issues
Food for Thought I'll prepare this with you
Food for Thought
Sad but true after they dead they miss you
But while you here they forget to wish you
Success and the best but forget the tissue
Cause those falling tears won't get you no where
Like an old pair of airs with no soles
Walking bare footed towards the crossroads
The Father, The Son and The Holy Ghost
I'm making a cross, across the torso
The portals are open to heaven and hell
Postal is slow when you live in a cell
Posted on blocks we distribute and sell
The poor getting rich now we looking for wealth
Looking For Health Care, Cause We Down in Hell Here
Hell Yeah, Have You Ever Felt Fears
Make The Song Cry, You Done Felt Tears

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WIC Gave Away Corn Flakes (Ayy)
Café con leche Milk Close to The Expiration Date (Ayy)

Butter and Bread We Ate (Ayy)
Cream of Wheat on My Plate (Ayy)
Make Sure We Say Our Grace
Praying For Better Days (Ayy)

Uh Ay Praying For Better Days (Ayy)
Uh Yeah Praying For Better Days (Ayy)