Noah Rime$ - Fallen Ones текст песни

Light one up to salute to all of our fallen ones

It ain't too late to push for the sake of the homage, umm

Even with all the hiccups, we had a solid run

It's more to life than whatever goes in your wallet, son

Get your bag or kick your message before all this is done

I remember finding balance before I ever reached it

Life's a puzzle, man I swear I'm missing a couple pieces

But one day, I swear that I'll be shining like the Jesus on my brother's necklace

What other producer grab the mic and wreck it, any session?

A couple of years ago, I was fighting through depression

Ya boy didn't read a single message that you sent him

I'm sorry for that, but my mind was stuck in the fuckin trenches

So I penned it down

Played the beat, messed around, found a pocket, went to town

Now I'm pound for pound, champion of mastering the sound

Still killin with no deal like Howie Mandel

Can't get caught up in trynna mask L's

I just had to take em on the chin (on the chin)

Had to lose before I learned to win (learned to win)

Don't you ever think that it's the end (it's the end? Nah)

It ain't ever too late to begin (to begin? Never)

Light one up to salute to all of our fallen ones

It ain't too late to push for the sake of the homage, umm

Even with all the hiccups, we had a solid run

It's more to life than whatever goes in your wallet, son

Get your bag or kick your message before all this is done

Текст песни Fallen Ones - Noah Rime$