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
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