letra de in case i die this month - fatt kidd
[verse 1]
talking turn to arguments and, we always trippin’
awkward is it? hope that god forgive us, at heart i’m sinning
but that’s part of living on this prison, i’ll call a minute
just to tell you that i’m sorry and it’s, it’s awful when we
act like time ain’t running out
my son is older now, i’m guessin’ that’s what life’s about
and that’s about all i learned, and i’m finding out
so i’m just coolin’ with my daddy, ’til he chiming out
making up for lost time, now my heart’s fine
and i just put a ending to that lil’ boy crying
wish it happened kind’a sooner, but it’s still fine
never get it when i need it, but it’s on time
now, i just gotta kick this habit ‘cause it’s got the baddest
it’s ever got, but it’s cool, ‘cause i’m kind’a happy
tryna ‘preciate my life, while i still have it
everybody getting older, feeling bipolar
[verse 2]
when they label me, it’s kind’a crazy
they tryna say we all thugs, like they tryna play me
but if all my people thugs, you talkin’ ‘bout my baby
but that’s okay, that’s what you think, and i could never change it
and i be angry, but i know they never walked my shoes
they never feared for they life when they entered the school
they never had to hang with thugs, but i had to
so while you calling me a thug, that’s what i can do
and you will never get your own interpretation
you just listening to everything on tv stations
and i be talking to the thugs, i wanna see ‘em make it
‘cause they ain’t got no motivation, they just see you hatin’
and start thinking “maybe being me is complacent”
it’s like we only bad news when we front page it
try to call the hate out and they say that you racist
’til you give up and now you lazy, and that’s the way they make it
and they say “all lives matter, don’t say black lives”
but when they bring the sh-t up when a cop dies
and when a cop k!lls us, they call it suicide
like i ain’t never been thrown in the back of a ride
like i ain’t never been arrested for no f-ckin’ reason
like i ain’t see that cop choke him ’til he stopped breathing
you think i’m talkin’ eric garner, that’s your f-ckin’ problem
‘cause all you know is sh-t happens when they talk about it
and i’ll probably have somebody bring my criminal past up
so now my words don’t matter, and they get p-ssed up
and i don’t hate all cops, so quit
i hate the ones you think don’t exist
turn on fox news, every time and i get p-ssed
having flashbacks of my head and a f-ckin’ fist
knowing i can’t fight, so i’m scared as sh-t
15 years later, still dealin’ with them haters
shootin’ all my people up, when they could be using tasers
like black people come equipped with guns and lasers
and they tell me, “never call a cop when i get robbed”
like i ever tried to call a f-ckin’ cop for his job
‘cause i know the game y’all play, and i can’t tell y’all apart
i just wanna have a heart-to-heart
so, take your hand off your waste, if we only gonna talk
that’s what i thought
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