capital riot şarkı sözleri

F*ck waiting for your rating, at this point the hating, I'm immune Staring at the glaring moon hoping I too soon, will shine bright, like the head lights, on cars Place me among the stars, avoid my fate behind bars Reach bizarre height of grandeur, boundless aspired might Avoid the darkness of the pipe, inspire and share my light Suffering at success fringes, so I'll inject it like syringes Aid bringer the church ringer, I'm a special kind of ginger, always ready to engage Turn me over to next page, where there's written bars with rage not poor, unlike your wage, had a lot of time for thinking inside an concrete cage, now I, be free But once had, the PD, exclamation mark, comma and cross the line of drama, in less than four, kicked in the door and waved guns at my mama With riot gear and dogs like they were looking for Osama Threw me inside like a pitch because of the work of a snitch Real rich with that fake smile you're scared to go hostile, bitch, enjoy the drug issues your family compile Having interest in your miserable asses is way out of my style Word in the street, you all disappeared like, hocus pocus, so I say f*ck the life and switched my focus Yo my rhyme schematic feels so organic, as vast as the Atlantic flying high above the panic in the sky Like Muy Thai, I kick motherfuckers goodbye, in my life I strive trying to survive the high dive F*ck stride let's ride its the only way our beef subside, its not my fault I had your girl tried, but for me, your sticky icky chicky has nothing she can provide Compared to the itty-bitty pretty kitty standing by my side, you denied you cried realizing you got played Had her escape your parade to get laid with the highest grade, self made without aid, because my trade sells Listening to your babbling bout me loses brain cells, and the pain gels Senses rebels, in chains of methophysical spells, you try to expel But remain the same again your lame, in the cold world where pain sells and insane propels, I reign And gangsters gain fame, isn't it so sad what we became, the cruelest world where the good die in vain, such a shame
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