Текст песни Re Live - V9

Mass destruction, wait for concussion,
Talking shit on VMA, on what I did to change the game

Soon I'll be reaching my limit
I don't wanna hear your shit while I'm winning.

Listen to this when I start to spit some new shit
I wanna keep it real and never lose it
Now my beats are getting faster,
I'm not really a rapper but I start to remember the pattern

Somebody once said that dreamers made sense.
To have a goal that's bigger than oneself.

Love it or hate it, yeah, you can never debate it.
Let's discuss this tomorrow, on how you keep that you borrow
Talking longer, longer, longer, I don't know what's the problem
If there is something that bothers then do it like the godfather

Heartbroken, never spoken,
Your eyes just makes me want ya
Heartbroken, never spoken,
Your eyes just makes me want ya

God damn what a day
All I did was playing in courtyards,
I remember those time when we where caught by the court guard
Now when I'm 18 years old, my memories start to fade away so
I search for mediums where I can relive my dreams
To recreate those wonderful scenes, I mean
Now back again, I feel the same, maybe I want the fame,
Tell me Why it makes no sense

But once I met you, everything made sense
My goal was something bigger than myself

Love it or hate it, yeah, you can never debate it.
Let's discuss this tomorrow, on how you keep that you borrow
Talking longer, longer, longer, I don't know what's the problem
If there is something that bothers then do it like the godfather

Heartbroken, never spoken,
Your eyes just makes me want ya
Heartbroken, never spoken,
Your eyes just makes me want ya