CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Gamdong
Life is like a puzzle
What’s to make of the pieces
One says, “f**k God”
Other one says, “Praise Jesus”
Maybe it’s that
If the universe had to write a thesis
It would say
A good joke is funny to both thug and elitist
Soul is prolific
Manifestation is even more splendid
Imagery is quite vivid
Ending is more jubilant than a happy ending
I’m spending my time
Free from baggage
Living good now
I look with amusement
Towards my bad tendencies and habits
Experienced it all
From the raggedy, boujiе
To the state or art and the lavish
Morphеd in a style of rapping
I feel like I’m boxing
What they couldn’t box me into
And for every moment of glory
I was considerate with my sh*ttalking
I wonder who God would call my 친구
I’m everything you envisioned
I’m nothing like that of a prick
I can humble you with my skillset
I could teach an old dog a new trick
Back with it
Sometimes had my back towards the wall
When I fall
I know the goons will catch me
OGs being like, “how did this cat pass me”
I guess the hard work really do pay off
I’m slick with it
My charisma permeates like sweat
All I hope for in my 30s
Is that I don’t make choices
Get persuaded by some voices
And do things that I’ll come to regret
I’m set
With simplicity mixed with minimalism
Fitting tale for a prophet
I’m the everlasting gobstopping
Woe to those who those say of, “It didn’t fit em”
I’m as light as light itself
I’m as heavy as a secret not told
I sat in my room at 5 in the evening
And wrote this one
Because I know a song from me for you
Never gets old
What’s to make of the pieces
One says, “f**k God”
Other one says, “Praise Jesus”
Maybe it’s that
If the universe had to write a thesis
It would say
A good joke is funny to both thug and elitist
Soul is prolific
Manifestation is even more splendid
Imagery is quite vivid
Ending is more jubilant than a happy ending
I’m spending my time
Free from baggage
Living good now
I look with amusement
Towards my bad tendencies and habits
Experienced it all
From the raggedy, boujiе
To the state or art and the lavish
Morphеd in a style of rapping
I feel like I’m boxing
What they couldn’t box me into
And for every moment of glory
I was considerate with my sh*ttalking
I wonder who God would call my 친구
I’m everything you envisioned
I’m nothing like that of a prick
I can humble you with my skillset
I could teach an old dog a new trick
Back with it
Sometimes had my back towards the wall
When I fall
I know the goons will catch me
OGs being like, “how did this cat pass me”
I guess the hard work really do pay off
I’m slick with it
My charisma permeates like sweat
All I hope for in my 30s
Is that I don’t make choices
Get persuaded by some voices
And do things that I’ll come to regret
I’m set
With simplicity mixed with minimalism
Fitting tale for a prophet
I’m the everlasting gobstopping
Woe to those who those say of, “It didn’t fit em”
I’m as light as light itself
I’m as heavy as a secret not told
I sat in my room at 5 in the evening
And wrote this one
Because I know a song from me for you
Never gets old
