CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : #FreestyleFridays (19-06-2020)
And it goes on
Freedom is folklore
A tall tale for the have-nots
Trying to catch up to the scoreboard
We said no more
Trying to see what we fought for
My sister deep in the streets
Still getting beat til the fees affordable
And the man on the news
With the nice suit
Said we free now, I don't see much
'Cause meanwhile, the price just went through the roof
Yeah drop tops, bottoms up
Find us some proof, hustle, improve
Adding up one plus two, f**k else am I gonna do?
I am from the darkest part of the globe
When we shine it's a must
We starving with diamonds under our soles
And inside of us
So how are we neck and neck
When your necklace, take a leg from him
Take a dad from his kid
Working the mines like he did
Just to get buried there
So it's opiates turned to weight
Tip the scales
Reverse the plague
See the day it won't be special to turn thirty-eight
That Serpico, that Tango for cash the turns the globe
My aim is to lamp with a Davidoff
Blowing smoke like your faves are woke
The antidote for the average joe
Is a pack smokes, carboload
On a Russian roll, get a baddie home
And smash of course
They selling hope
The telling folks
We better vote
I played along climbing the ladder
Til they gave me the rope
Freedom is folklore
A tall tale for the have-nots
Trying to catch up to the scoreboard
We said no more
Trying to see what we fought for
My sister deep in the streets
Still getting beat til the fees affordable
And the man on the news
With the nice suit
Said we free now, I don't see much
'Cause meanwhile, the price just went through the roof
Yeah drop tops, bottoms up
Find us some proof, hustle, improve
Adding up one plus two, f**k else am I gonna do?
I am from the darkest part of the globe
When we shine it's a must
We starving with diamonds under our soles
And inside of us
So how are we neck and neck
When your necklace, take a leg from him
Take a dad from his kid
Working the mines like he did
Just to get buried there
So it's opiates turned to weight
Tip the scales
Reverse the plague
See the day it won't be special to turn thirty-eight
That Serpico, that Tango for cash the turns the globe
My aim is to lamp with a Davidoff
Blowing smoke like your faves are woke
The antidote for the average joe
Is a pack smokes, carboload
On a Russian roll, get a baddie home
And smash of course
They selling hope
The telling folks
We better vote
I played along climbing the ladder
Til they gave me the rope
