q. phife climate control şarkı sözleri
Strange fruit
Strange times
Good dudes but they keep dying
And you see they family crying every Single time
I proclaim I refuse to be to victim of The system
My wife and daughter yeah I kiss Them
Then I'm loading up my pistol
Don't wanna make this bitch whistle
Blower aiming at your dome
And I'm Just trying get home
And I hear this song every single Time
Too tired of all my peoples dying
Indignation pushing out these Rhymes
With complete sentences I provide Penances
Reversing the blessings blocked
With the tick and tick of every clock
Climbing building blocks until the Top
And marking every stop with my pin Drop
Current location stacking funds with Each rotation
I heard that my shit was playing
Tell em timestamp and date it
Big Sean yeah no games we playing
Yeah every king we slaying
Bring my people out
Break you off ran the route
Y'all still out here for the clout
We out to make the numbers count