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Wine bottles and cheese That's so fancy and grease My aviator's a beast My back filling with geese My dog told me he down I got him back on his feet He asked how much was enough I said a hundred at least I kinda felt I was pleased It's like sh*t was a breeze Until I seen my brother holding my niece Then it was right back at it like a addict that's addicted to crack You ever seen someone addicted to that? I wrote a letter to the mayor cuz the big dog busy with guns And penny pushin the funds I said the ghetto was numb and you can fix where we from Long as you willin to split crumbs and then stop neglecting the young you dig? My father is art, and my mother is heart And when it's real you can't tell it apart, uhh Whaddup world sometimes I feel like y'all don't really want no peace, yeah, whaddup world If that's the case then Ya I don't mind if i preach We all end up deceased The gun powder is sweet The candy coated elite The blood is like a receipt It's nothin' like it I mean You check them history seats it's like it's set on repeat And we just follow your lead It's like Iraq in the streets Afghanistan and Japan and f**kin Vietnamese You got a war on drugs, how 'bout a war on peace? huhh? Round and around we go Round and around we go Round and around we go Round and around we go Wine bottles and cheese and Bora Bora the beats Saying I'm just matching my teeth I can't complain in the least Now I go on retreats cuz I can lace up a cleat And run around and get 'em outta they seats, huh I kinda felt I was pleased It's like sh*t was a breeze until I seen my brother holdin' my niece Then it was right back at it I mean right back at it Seeing him float, give me some type of reliefe The stresses never decrease It's how you handle the grief Drama's all a motif (It's getting back on yo feet) (It's getting back on yo feet) And hoppin' back in the game They told me pray on faith I wouldn't tell em the same It's like the scariest life A black man named Arian might be the bridge to break the stereotypes Mother Mary I might; Mother Mary I will, uhh Or die trying like I'm preparing my will I got a feel for this sh*t, I keep it real with this sh*t When it's real you know it's real you gotta deal with this sh*t So I'm here and right now it's a vid cuz yesterday was a year off of the mall let me borrow your ear, Van Gogh You can't Deanna Russo Socrates and Plato Descartes and Henry David Thorough Whichever way that you go It's one thing that I know You hit them stage lights and blow cuz this world is a show Here we go Round and around we go Round and around we go Round and around we go Round and around we go Wine bottles and cheese them wine bottles and cheese It's like a symbol of some type of the cream I'm over seas and they squeeze like como se vice, please I think it's similar it start with a P or somethin F**k it Doggy I'm on They say it's dark before dawn You getting money and we getting a loan you dig? And I ain't saying money is God but God damn getting money is hard I know it's all a facade It's either that or I starve F**k I grew up with scars that's why I'm frequent at bars Man I'm just playing my cards And you just doing your part But get that hate out your heart All these n***as throwing rocks in the guards you feel me? Yeah but I-I'm sorry I couldn't call you my dog I never meant to be the one that make yo heart hardened at all But none the less until your garden I fall And you can meet me on that pier in Santa Monica Dear And we can sit under that tree and watch it all disappear Cuz this here is Juliet and my fear, is masked all and your maskara did smear all over your dress Here we go Round and a round we go
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