CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Can I Live
The mind of a genius
The stroke of a p*n*s
I ask
Can I live
The mind of a business
The account of a witness
I ask
Can I live
Trillions of debt
And they dish out a decline
And what they can accept
Oh my
I feel like
Hold my
Beer
Cause it’s weird
That they demand
That I show my
Innocence
My heart of gold
That I unload
My baggage
At the expense of
My mystery
That I boast
Of past mistakes
Failures
And my blotched history
All I want is some good kush
And good pu**y
But they push me
To lead a revolution and a charge
All I want is a Marge
All I want is to raise a Lisa and a Bart
They say take heart
But what good does that do
When you’re a rapper
Without any chains, fast cars, and face tattoos
I guess the future kings and queens
Is who I’ll rap to
The popo got a fetish with me
The judge likes when I appear in court
But after a night a shrooms, it hit me
Maybe it’s cause I’m just a good sport
I laugh at the disses
Cause it’s like who the f**k are you
I smile at my misses
Cause the maximum of success is always true
I’m blue
Bluer than the sun
I’m blue
Bluer than the rum
I’m blue
As the clues
Left behind by good old Steve
They like to pay back
Cause I’m always content with what I receive
I believe
Bad times don’t last
Strong people do
They say to be picky
But be reasonable
So is it such a crime
If I choose
To part ways with you
The stroke of a p*n*s
I ask
Can I live
The mind of a business
The account of a witness
I ask
Can I live
Trillions of debt
And they dish out a decline
And what they can accept
Oh my
I feel like
Hold my
Beer
Cause it’s weird
That they demand
That I show my
Innocence
My heart of gold
That I unload
My baggage
At the expense of
My mystery
That I boast
Of past mistakes
Failures
And my blotched history
All I want is some good kush
And good pu**y
But they push me
To lead a revolution and a charge
All I want is a Marge
All I want is to raise a Lisa and a Bart
They say take heart
But what good does that do
When you’re a rapper
Without any chains, fast cars, and face tattoos
I guess the future kings and queens
Is who I’ll rap to
The popo got a fetish with me
The judge likes when I appear in court
But after a night a shrooms, it hit me
Maybe it’s cause I’m just a good sport
I laugh at the disses
Cause it’s like who the f**k are you
I smile at my misses
Cause the maximum of success is always true
I’m blue
Bluer than the sun
I’m blue
Bluer than the rum
I’m blue
As the clues
Left behind by good old Steve
They like to pay back
Cause I’m always content with what I receive
I believe
Bad times don’t last
Strong people do
They say to be picky
But be reasonable
So is it such a crime
If I choose
To part ways with you
