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Made Men

Blowin` Circles in the Wind

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Текст песни Made Men - Blowin` Circles in the Wind

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(Talking in background)YoTurn up my headphonesSometimes, I don`t even know if I`m coming or going (We about to take you there)[Chorus]Please lord let me make it through a day without no painHow can I make it through the fire when there is no rain?Send me free stuff dwelling on my sinsCause you got me blowing circles in the windrepeat Chorus[Verse 1: Mr Gzus]I`m high as hell loungin` on my Ralph Lauren sofaCaught up in this game trying to maintain the quotaBefore it`s over, gun talk before the gun sparkSurvive this long cause of the way I keep my gun cockedIt`s so dark, when I delve into my memoirs,And it`s so graphic; I strap myself with my KevlarHand on my gun metal, for all the beef that`s unsettledSold everything a thug pedalled, I`m just one rebelThoughts are through in mind a la Kurt CobainYo, it`s slow pain, like cocaine, flowing through a cold veinI meet the odds, now I pray to the godsMy niggaz in the yard get dealt some better cardsMade Men`s at large, get the fuck up ou to f DodgeYour whole entourage will get hit up with a barrageMy choice weapon, the legacy of my legendWill still live on, until the day of ArmageddonWhen I hit the dead end, yo, it`s fire on the crucifixI`m losing it, trying to figure out who`s the snitchI shed blood for my honour, on the street cornerHotter than a sauna, blazin` marijuanaDuckin` shots and regroup I buck back, yoCause fuck that, that`s where niggaz be getting snuffed atWhatever`s coming tell me, I`ll take i to n the chinSo for every sin, I`m blowing circles in the windChorus 2X[Verse 2: Antonio Twice Thou]I inhale and blow it outStress calls, in the Source no doubtI got steam to blow the top off a pressure cookerI had a dream; it seems frustration took usDo I have to grab a gat to touch my fantasy?Or will I live long enough to have a chance to seeIf I can blow the spot, show the world what I gotYou know there`s a million niggaz thinking just like meSmokin` on the same weed, livin` on the same named streetWith the same fat beats, and all criminals for fucking with cracks and heatsWe magnets to the dragnet, young, black and got assetsto make a smash like the crash testNow what`s next, lifestyles of the trifle fraudulentI work hard, my life; it`s still hard to getInterruption from a deep thought, to twist upArchitect, I roll blunts perfect, apex when it`s lit upI can`t relax; I`m never calmNo matter what happens, somebody drops the bomb; trying to do me harmAnd these street politics got me strapped upwith a .45 stick and a habit on bricksI pat myself on the chest, to feel a vestCause jealousy and envy among my peoples is a messDon`t playa hate, hate the gameIt`s all the same; I`m blowing circles `til I`m blowing flamesAin`t nothing changed Chorus 2X (Chorus continues in background) Where my thugs at? (Made Men) 5X Chorus 2X

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