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Lyricist: Cyne
Lyrics:
Would you believe he once Ran, shied from wisdom, dodged man? Hood, he was up to no good, but understand Circumstance had him victim and caught in its grasp, but he was Eager to blame, shame, avoiding his path, at last Finding pleasure in pain, he feared change He can’t stay sober ‘cause he can’t walk with sane, now he Can’t call it, twenty-one years an alcoholic Aim’s what a young nigga need—fuck money. Life Risky. Can’t live the life, belief frisk me My drunk words embalm word, a half glass of whiskey tipsy ‘Til tomorrow come. Oh yeah, the sorrow’s fun But you gotta find some beauty in illusion—losing My religion, found fate—with a beat, I Escape destiny’s closed gates Closed gates, closed gates. Now open, hoping Fate wait, fate wait. It’s time for change (x2) As days go by, my world get colder I’m older, experienced, got my heart bolder Hold up. Better days ahead—that’s what I hope for There’s beauty in the eyes of the beholder—I told ya
Can you believe I once Ran? But look at me now, beautiful child Resurrected from the section niggas holding me down, struggled Through the puzzle of life, the pieces are found, so even When I’m down, I’m wearing a beautiful crown, smile A new day dawn, a man moves on, a brand New song, days are short but nights are long. Searching Trial by fire, life high on a wire Give me a piece of mind. I’m losing it like Mariah, see Eye beholder come bringing it close, so Motherfucker, you know my soul remains older Stronger than anything, accomplish many things The truth is the answer, my wisdom is everything Concrete slabs over the green grass, but A rose still grows from the rocks and outlasts (Outlasts) Concrete slabs over the green grass, but A rose still grows from the rocks and outlasts
Let’s Do it, black people. We wanna Know life. How’s your’s like? Just Do right and be good Take over, get on it, live Your life, get power And unite. We ready Move over, let’s do it Let’s do it, black people
Would you believe she once Ran? Birthed a child, but gave a damn Who was the father? Why bother? Understand Circumstance had her victim and caught in the grasp, the punch- -drunk love got shorty playing the task of Mom and pop, but he was a rolling stone He couldn’t stay home (From cell blocks, he phones home) Damn. Now ain’t shit funny? See Love’s what a black girl need—fuck money. Life’s Bitchy. I can’t let this bitch light fish me Her baby came first—she neglected the system like, “I raised My child. Just look at his beautiful smile. We gotta Make it together through the pain and trials. The day Will come ‘cause night can’t embrace the sun It shine so bright y’all afraid to come Out, out (And this is what life’s about) Shout, shout (‘Cause this is what life’s about)”
(x2) As days go by, my world get colder I’m older, experienced, got my heart bolder Hold up. Better days ahead—that’s what I hope for There’s beauty in the eyes of the beholder—I told ya
Ayyo, just Be who you are. Trust me, we All are superstars, like sheep for not Knowing. The night we fight and we’d like to See tomorrow again. We shine
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