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Pastor Troy - Move To Mars Şarkı Sözleri
now who the fuck wouldn´t be fucked up in the city where crack sells and clientele never tell yo life a nigga beats his wife, damn it´s hurting me but i can´t help her man the way this grind be working me dodging the narc´s cop´s pulling up they fuck with us cause we on our corner can´t tell ´em what i wanna if i do i´ma gonna they leave put they just ride the block i serve my rocks, bump ´em out before they next stop fake ass cops why the fuck these niggas fuck with me muthafucker, i´m the one that pay ya salary don´t get fired green making me so tired telling they stories, chasing money so i let them bore me i know you could have been all i say is should of been fuck reminiscing nigga how many hits ya getting so i can hit the house try to smoke a ounce, let the weed protect me from everything i see in this fucked up reality hook: 4x i´m bout to move to mars y´all the world a mess verse 2: so i´m stuck to fearing of myself i´m nineteen going on death i should´ve left when i was born cutting ambilical´s the doctor should´ve cut my arm, right at my vein the pain make´s me smoke the reefer helps me relax it helps me really see this shit, i face the facts i act like i´m loving life, then i act fo´ real nigga´s is getting shot, nigga´s is getting killed but still nothing´s done questions asking me how--can i sell to my people my people won´t help me out i´m pissed but i can´t pout nothing change cause i´m mad understand life comes and goes so i guess it´s a fad i often had to little, simulator my friend so you can´t hate me or this game i´m in i have been with out a damn dime and it´s fucked up, cause it´s happened more than one time therefore i grind i find myself angry november 18, god let this world claim me against my wishes but this is how a nigga do ya once ya born, it´s like the lord never knew ya (cause why) cause this hell ya either sell or ya getting sold like we some slaves though they say that we free, it´s the same shit today a better way, don´t lie to me the realest nigga all i can see is reality god told me? hook: 8x i´m bout to move to mars y´all the world a mess verse 3: pastor troy i´ve seen enough it´s like i´m seeing the same shit again nothing but thugs as friends pretend it´s cool yeah, pretends it alright and this nigga begged me for food for the third night-in a row i didn´t know that my own was so hungry i wonder if i was a bum would my people disown me rather lonely, but than again hell we all alone to keep me from snapping, i´m acting up on this songs the wrong damn nigga the wrong damn time the right brand of liquor the right size dime i blaze and hit the hennesy and i realize, this world wasn´t meant for me reality hook until fade i´m bout to move to mars y´all the world a mess |
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