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Vakill

Til the World Blows Up

  hip-hop  underground hip-hop  rap  chicago  underground rap
341 3 часа назад

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[Verse 1]If scars was tattoos with better storiesSo much trauma scribed on my melon mob you liable to find tribal design tumorsThat contain best selling novels, so much pain cursed my adolescenceThat I can count my outer blessings on one handI was shook to the bone when informed of the three slugs you took to the domeJust slammed and broke the hook to the phoneTeared up and let a couple trickleBefore retaliation could start cops knocked him and slammed him with a double nickelTwelve years later stil not complacent toolsI cock I`m pacing impatiently awaiting to snap off for obvious reasonsGrew up with G`s who`s hobby is squeezing, hell probably is freezingPeep said it`d be a cold day before we partYeah you prone to violence, just not to start provoking actsYou was smarter folks than that, especially to lose your lifeOver a Starter coat and hat, I`m stil heated so whatYour pain is my pain, until the world blows up[Chorus 2X](Til the world blow up) I remain the same no matter life`s obstacles(Til the world blow up) I will shine for us all if it`s quite possibleTil God calls me home and the caskets closedAnd no longer can serenade my dogs with these classic flows[Verse 2]We were both raised studying rhymes and scriptures and the street rules to the gameAnd the game deeply embeds and tarnished jewels on your brainThe ghetto reflects us, from doo-rags to school metal detectorsTo earning what you rightfully deserve is irrelevantCause now we only settle for extras, if not then jumped up chargingGot affiliates that shot at slumped up sergeantsJust to avoid trumped up charges, kept my head sternFocused on these bars when you was knocked in arrest burned from ???Funerals became annual, we all studied from the same rule bookAnd stil lost numerous to the game`s manualSupreme has the power, any dirt when added upAnd multiplied by 7 equals the Grapes of Wrath is sourFor all I know you might hate me, cause I ain`t been able to writeor send you a kite lately Just getting my mind rightso I can walk through this life straightlyAnd live see my little girl grow upBut you stil my dog until the world blow up[Chorus 2X][Verse 3]Until I see if the price of the happiness your deserve is cheapAs long as you embed these words deepAnd can cinematically see the world from a worm`s eye view at a bird`s peakLife occurs blurred, bleak sometimes but regardless of how sour the Kool-Aid is thoughIt could stil be stirred sweet, there ain`t no guaranteesExcept that them taxes in a world that attacks tactlessBut Imma get full access to its axisAnd take the weight of the world off your shoulders and put it on my back like atlasThe incompatibleness of me and your momsIs something that we deny greatly, we ain`t eye to eye latelyThe concept of not being there to guide you through life safelyIs the reason me, myself, and I hate me iratelyWe love each other but after mating the result is the pitas of a queen stingerAnd stil our dear relationship goes swing slingerBefore death had a chance to do us partFate had flipped us off with the ring fingerAnd that`s the reason deaths celebrated and birth`s mournedBut Imma always love you first bornFrom diapers until you casket bound with black skirt onTil the world in your beautiful eyes stops spinning and blows up and the earths gone[Chorus 2X]

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