Young Abdulleh - Real Situations paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Real Situations - Young Abdulleh



War is not the answer, only love can conquer hate
Drowning in the pool, I'm the one that saw his fate
Momma held his hand and told him everything's okay
Left with no reply, disappeared and passed away
Shed my tears, reminisce my past fears
It's been a couple years and I wish that you were here
They wanted me to dig from the bottom of my heart
Fish in the tank and I'm swimming with the sharks
Imagine what it all coulda been
Imagine what it all coulda been
August 24th, 1994
Intersections, red lights, and roadblocks
Let me get my medicine, Johnnie Walker on the rocks
Grandmaster Flash, grandpa losing out on stocks
I pray for Basem, always cross my mothafuckin' heart
I might as well come out of the closet about my problems
Does anybody even rap about tops and bottoms and condoms
Adam and Steve, Batman and Robin
I call 911 and you would think there would be responders
I'm enslaved to my own thoughts, I'm in the field picking cotton
I'm up at Saint Mary's College, I'm chugging wine bags in Moraga
I'm passed out on the beanbag, I'm shot dead like Trayvon Martin
Top of the Hilton, take the elevator to floor 46
Getting up so high, I start to see the apocalypse
Rap about some real shit, expand your consciousnes
Consistent with my training and I'm gaining confidence
Pull the plug, cut the power, man fuck all the politics
Rise above the wall, man you ain't stoppin' this
Whatever I say goes over your head like a private jet
Does anybody really start to tear up over my regrets
Real ones only but y'all start playin' pretend
Y'all wish you were in my life so bad, showing up like you guests
Snakes in the grass crawling back, they so addicted
The Life of Anwho, catch me reading science fiction
Buried him alive, man this a fucking crucifixion
I got an escort for 10 nights, I keep on losing my soul
Spend it all and go broke, it's so hard to control
Feel so alone cause I dug myself in a hole
Real situations, real situations
When I was down and out who was there for me
When I was fucking broke who was there for me
When I drink to take away the pain who was there for me
War is not the answer, only love can conquer hate
Drowning in the pool, I'm the one that saw his fate
Momma held his hand and told him everything's okay
Left with no reply, disappeared and passed away
Shed my tears, reminisce my past fears
It's been a couple years and I wish that you were here
They wanted me to dig from the bottom of my heart
Fish in the tank and I'm swimming with the sharks
Imagine what it all coulda been
Imagine what it all coulda been
Real situations force you to make some hasty decisions
Time really flies when you're just minding your own business
Don't wanna end up like Sweet Mike, just locked up in prison
Temptations, please don't turn to temptations
My dead relatives are just lost in translation
Pour out the liquor, pour it out for all my dead niggas, happy birthday belated
Shots of Patron, popping shotgun shells, getting wasted with Mason
Tried to take shortcuts in life and be so evasive
Culture vultures copying all my lyrics verbatim
Here's my real story so please don't get it mistaken
Top 1, top 2, and top 3, I'm taking over the podium
My bars more complex than Napoleon
These wack ass niggas be all PC or PG, this ain't Nickelodeon
Cristiano Ronaldo going bravado, braggado
It's Tequila Tuesday so let's get 2 dollar tacos
Shoutout to Bosco
Blowing up like a volcano back in San Mateo
Making that bread in the summer, I'm stacking up pesos
Refrigerate my wrist, it's mothafuckin' Seiko
Best rapper dead or alive, that's the mothafuckin' case closed
War is not the answer, only love can conquer hate
Drowning in the pool, I'm the one that saw his fate
Momma held his hand and told him everything's okay
Left with no reply, disappeared and passed away
Shed my tears, reminisce my past fears
It's been a couple years and I wish that you were here
They wanted me to dig from the bottom of my heart
Fish in the tank and I'm swimming with the sharks
Imagine what it all coulda been
Imagine what it all coulda been



Writer(s): Alex Habash


Young Abdulleh - Suicide Doors
Album Suicide Doors
date de sortie
29-04-2019



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