Correction Paroles Tears, Sweat, Blood par DC (UK)

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I been up since mornin', sounds of the birds and the foxes yawnin'
They judge but I just ignore 'em, get 1 life and your not respawnin'
Stove on the pot tings borin', bro said he might try rappin'
The talkin' a lot tings borin', told bro that I might try action
In the field all day but still man pray cos the soul needs healin'
Still tryna ghost these demons, it's a new and a old school feelin'
Man roll through gleamin', white man thinks that I'm local dealin'
Buildin' a beat with Tobi, real big smoke when I roll thru Ealin'
MG on the T, me and the team ain't f**kin' about
Glad that I put in the work
I took me a loss and it wasn't a drought
Put your foot in for clout
Gettin' it done then we're up and we're out
Feel like I'm up in the clouds
High on my feet ain't touchin' the ground
And my zoots still lit, still tryna blow off of YouTube clips
New school sh*t I give what I get on some mutual sh*t
All black that's the usual fit
Them man are all chat that's unusual sh*t
Glad that they not my bredrin, got clowns tryna block my blessings

That's why we ain't comin' in peace
Tears, sweat, blood on these streets
Feels like I ain't seen mummy in weeks
Can't touch yard 'til the money increase
Pray that the P's just rise, down on my knees like Jesus Christ
But we ain't gettin' no answers so we still search for the reasons why
That's why we ain't comin' in peace
Tears, sweat, blood on these streets
Feels like I ain't seen mummy in weeks
Can't touch yard 'til the money increase
Pray that the P's just rise, down on my knees like Jesus Christ
But we ain't gettin' no answers so we still search for the reasons why

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