CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Warzone
Everyday I wake up man I wonder will I face death/
Hate is so official got me lookin but see no ref/
For u foul n***as catch a freethrow when i blow tecs/
Came up outta nuttin i love stuntin i ain't done yet/
Tried the legal way but when i did i needed mo checks/
Now im all on camera flashin pounds im on my bow flex/
Hit her once n wear her out then he can have his hoe back/
All this pressure in my body got me worried bout no stress/
Green too strong but steady rollin up this bojack /
Cuz my heart so cold it got me asking where my coat at/
Life is just a vision pitcure pеrfect chasing kodaks/
All up in the kitchen my wrist workin whеre the stove at/
Live my life on purpose peer pressure i dont know that/
But tell me was it worth it risked ya freedom for a throwback/
Nuttin stays at rest u movin forward or u go back/
Get up off yo ass start searching where the doahs at/
I can't let em close that the door is open for rap/
Easier to go trap the pain will make u collapse/
Chasin after big stacks to fill up where that holes at/
U numb the pain by smokin and prescription pills u throwback/
Tryna heal wats broken but a bandaid cnt control past/
Feel ya only token is material things dat won't last/
U can barely keep yo faith but its starting to fade away/
Seems like every time u pray u wait but god got nun to say/
All along but staying strong for anyway problems ima face/
On the throne where i belong u blessed to see amazing grace/
Rino!!
Hate is so official got me lookin but see no ref/
For u foul n***as catch a freethrow when i blow tecs/
Came up outta nuttin i love stuntin i ain't done yet/
Tried the legal way but when i did i needed mo checks/
Now im all on camera flashin pounds im on my bow flex/
Hit her once n wear her out then he can have his hoe back/
All this pressure in my body got me worried bout no stress/
Green too strong but steady rollin up this bojack /
Cuz my heart so cold it got me asking where my coat at/
Life is just a vision pitcure pеrfect chasing kodaks/
All up in the kitchen my wrist workin whеre the stove at/
Live my life on purpose peer pressure i dont know that/
But tell me was it worth it risked ya freedom for a throwback/
Nuttin stays at rest u movin forward or u go back/
Get up off yo ass start searching where the doahs at/
I can't let em close that the door is open for rap/
Easier to go trap the pain will make u collapse/
Chasin after big stacks to fill up where that holes at/
U numb the pain by smokin and prescription pills u throwback/
Tryna heal wats broken but a bandaid cnt control past/
Feel ya only token is material things dat won't last/
U can barely keep yo faith but its starting to fade away/
Seems like every time u pray u wait but god got nun to say/
All along but staying strong for anyway problems ima face/
On the throne where i belong u blessed to see amazing grace/
Rino!!
