CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : So Cold Freestyle
Hey yo
Man I'm tired of this sh*t man
I'm just f**kin tired of being tired
Sh*t is?hopeless
I'm?so cold /?I'm depressed / I'm so lonely
And?my life is a mess / Got no homies
And I'm always outta breath / Burning feeling in my chest
Guess I need to get some rest cuz I'm working
All the time but still no one supports me
Even though I'm better than all of these f**kin phonies
Cuz I make own beats and I make my own vids
And I write ma own lyrics but you got a ghost b*t*h
While I'm stuck in this motherf**kin country
That's cuz I'm so f**ked and it's not because of me
If I had the goddamn money I'd be gone in-
Stantly but I don't have it / guess I am just locked in
Side of this cage forever / I was born with Shias so never
Try to tell me sh*t about Islam / Like you knew it better than I do
Can't think of a good memory of ma f**kin childhood
And now you are wasting my youth / I don't wanna die soon
People here are through the same sh*t that I'm through
Difference is that I know tha truth /
And it's hurting me so bad / when I'm f**kin odd ooh
I can't pretend as if my life is ok when it's not good
Like the rest of these people I cannot do
Cuz I ain't free in f**kin Iran dude
Always in my room
Whatever I make they say it's a copy
They can't even say it's wack cuz they just wanna stop me
While I'm stuck in this Islamic
Country and I got nothing but a bunch of songs
So You can call me "a wannabe"
But if you thought that I'm gonna let up
Or slow myself down b*t*h you're gonna end up
Being pierced by a bunch of motherf**kin bullets
While you're at the f**kin mosque reading a f**kin Surah
Man I'm tired of this sh*t man
I'm just f**kin tired of being tired
Sh*t is?hopeless
I'm?so cold /?I'm depressed / I'm so lonely
And?my life is a mess / Got no homies
And I'm always outta breath / Burning feeling in my chest
Guess I need to get some rest cuz I'm working
All the time but still no one supports me
Even though I'm better than all of these f**kin phonies
Cuz I make own beats and I make my own vids
And I write ma own lyrics but you got a ghost b*t*h
While I'm stuck in this motherf**kin country
That's cuz I'm so f**ked and it's not because of me
If I had the goddamn money I'd be gone in-
Stantly but I don't have it / guess I am just locked in
Side of this cage forever / I was born with Shias so never
Try to tell me sh*t about Islam / Like you knew it better than I do
Can't think of a good memory of ma f**kin childhood
And now you are wasting my youth / I don't wanna die soon
People here are through the same sh*t that I'm through
Difference is that I know tha truth /
And it's hurting me so bad / when I'm f**kin odd ooh
I can't pretend as if my life is ok when it's not good
Like the rest of these people I cannot do
Cuz I ain't free in f**kin Iran dude
Always in my room
Whatever I make they say it's a copy
They can't even say it's wack cuz they just wanna stop me
While I'm stuck in this Islamic
Country and I got nothing but a bunch of songs
So You can call me "a wannabe"
But if you thought that I'm gonna let up
Or slow myself down b*t*h you're gonna end up
Being pierced by a bunch of motherf**kin bullets
While you're at the f**kin mosque reading a f**kin Surah
