Текст песни Dujeous - Sometimes

Half Nelson - OST / Полу-Нельсон - Саундтрек
Жанр: OST
Исполнитель: Dujeous
Альбом: Half Nelson - OST / Полу-Нельсон - Саундтрек
Длительность: 04:30
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Загрузил: Hatchet J

Текст:

[Chorus:] Sometimes I feel Like the world Is closing in on me [x4] [Verse 1: Mojo] I'm from the borough where there's Crack on the corners and rappers on the runways Since 9-11 seeing soldiers on the subways The hood is hell but god visits on Sundays And cats with high hopes try to make it here someday I'm from the city where it's bigger than it seems Where kids with big dreams meet with killers with cream And it's difficult to live in your means or go beyond When babies are rocking jerseys like they'repart of the team I'm from the state where the funding is lean for education Hate for the governor's schemes and hesitations I'm from the nation where you bleed for reservations Seems the foundation was greed and segregation I'm from the planet where you need precipitation If the rain don't fall then the weeds can get impatient Pray I'm universally heard on every station But the way this world's looking got me waiting for the spaceship sometimesS [Chorus] [Verse 2: MasD] This stress don't stop ergo I watch my hair go Don't let it get me down stay smooth like Nair dome There ain't really no places where I wouldn't dare roam I traipse through the lion's den with bare flow More than a fair show Grab the microphone and let my cares go Three sheets to the wind Pissing upstream wettin' the bed Head full of steam So wicked I ain't getting to dream With nothing to lose Cool down the pace I'm bustin' a move I take my time not to rush it when discussin' the groove I'm crushing the blues Burning the green, seeing red So much thoughts ain't even room for no hair on my head Though in my mind's eye jah know me have fi see me a dread Rasta Repping the Babylon born and bred Running off my random Full with New York pride I spit with more chutzpah than the Upper East Side This making ends meat/meet is tasting like I'm wasting my time On chasing these rhymes [Chorus] [Verse 3: Rheturik] Nowadays it's gimme gimme No chivalry smoke up the chimney Real people ven aqui get at me Feed off my energy We live in lean times with very few amenities Kids seeking identities Feel it's well worth the penalty to Pop something off and hold their spot down or Knock something off and blow the spot quick Reap the benefits Funny thing is the same sentiments exist Up in the writ of unelected candidates You sit in your jeep they sit in their jeep But all the while they under guise of keeping the peace They police beef while we beef with police Spreading freedom At least that's what they said in their speech I take it all in with a grain of salt And thank whoever's up above I'm from New York 'Cause when we go 'round It's like you're all on tour with me And when it goes down I know I got the world with me, so c'mon [Chorus x2]
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