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Pastor Troy

Move to Mars

  dirty south  rap  crunk  hip-hop  hip hop
722 3 часа назад

Текст песни Pastor Troy - Move to Mars

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[Verse 1]Now who the fuck wouldn`t be fucked upIn the city where crack sells and clientele never tell yo lifeA nigga beats his wife, damn it`s hurting meBut I can`t help her man the way this grind be working meDodging the narc`sCop`s pulling up they fuck with usCause we on our cornerCan`t tell `em what I wannaIf I do I`ma gonnaThey leave put they just ride the blockI serve my rocks, bump `em out before they next stopFake ass copsWhy the fuck these niggas fuck with meMuthafucker, I`m the one that pay ya salaryDon`t get firedGreen making me so tiredTelling they stories, chasing money so I let them bore meI know you could have beenAll I say is should of beenFuck reminiscing nigga how many hits ya gettingSo I can hit the houseTry to smoke a ounceLet the weed protect meFrom everything I see in this fucked up reality[Hook: repeat 4X]I`m bout to move to Mars y`allThe world a mess[Verse 2]So I`m stuck to fearing of myselfI`m nineteen going on deathI should`ve left when I was bornCutting ambilical`sThe doctor should`ve cut my arm, right at my veinThe pain make`s me smoke the reeferHelps me relaxIt helps me really see this shit, I face the factsI act like I`m loving life, then I act fo` realNigga`s is getting shot, nigga`s is getting killedBut still nothing`s doneQuestions asking me how--can I sell to my peopleMy people won`t help me outI`m pissed but I can`t poutNothing change cause I`m madUnderstand life comes and goesSo I guess it`s a fadI often had to little, simulator my friendSo you can`t hate me or this game I`m inI have been with out a damn dimeAnd it`s fucked up, cause it`s happened more than one timeTherefore I grindI find myself angryNovember 18, God let this world claim meAgainst my wishesBut this is how a nigga do yaOnce ya born, it`s like the Lord never knew ya (cause why)Cause this hellYa either sell or ya getting soldLike we some slavesThough they say that we free, it`s the same shit todayA better way, don`t lie to meThe realest niggaAll I can see is realityGod told me.[Hook: repeat 8X]I`m bout to move to Mars y`allThe world a mess[Verse 3]I`ve seen enoughIt`s like I`m seeing the same shit againNothing but thugs as friendsPretend it`s coolYeah, pretends it alrightAnd this nigga begged me for food for the third night-in a rowI didn`t know that my own was so hungryI wonder if I was a bum would my people disown meRather lonely, but than again hell we all aloneTo keep me from snappingI`m acting up on this songsThe wrong damn niggaThe wrong damn timeThe right brand of liquorThe right size dimeI blaze and hit the hennesyAnd I realize, this world wasn`t meant for meReality[Hook: repeat until fade]I`m bout to move to Mars y`allThe world a mess

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