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Genre
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Peak #4,744
Peak in subgenre #2,708
Author
A. Moore
Rights
04/2004
Uploaded
April 21, 2004
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MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
The song was written in 2001 while I was working a job that wasn't keeping the ends together. I wanted to write something that exemplified the feeling that life gives you once you realize you only have limited control of the outcome. The perspective outlined in the song comes from seeing my grandfathers ghost. That experience made it obvious that death is not the end and that once we are gone there are things in this world that are still crucial to us.
Lyrics
Complacent I lay sitting in front of my dumb box perusing then and now moves for my future and what not I'm stuck on fourteen 4 all the marbles on 1 shot living for ammunition war for my spirit with guns hot I know I'm hard to hear rarely am I near where the blunt's not pulling one yatch around the world until I hit shore and jump dock basically I wont stop until I lock every door need keys no more exits read please explore if its over your head put your knee's on the floor unblock your soul when you feel that storm roll squeeze for the Lord this life is just enough for time to tear out the best in us we be there bare-chested cuz I'm only suggesting we vest-it up each path a blessing with goals to score if you love the Lord you can't say that he testing that's hating this is preparation for tribulations awaiting he stating we gaming from semen to grave gotta be holla at me if you see it the same
(CHORUS)
We prisoners of poverty excited by change free spirits in body cuffs carrying each life to the grave bloods in the vein path in the brain Aaron seeing life as a game bloods in the vein path in the brain Aaron seeing life as a game.
Lifeless and drained twin vision feeling priceless again spirit and cage willing to rage righteous at brain like its game glued to the screen creating cycles of change an unknown rebel going levels so I can type in my name wife to this pain be getting fucked deep inside me it's strange can't complain just gotta dodge that shit designed in the game mine's in my name air and then some deep from behind the flame living thangs like a movie smoking dubies rewinding frames my minds a plane wings ear to ear built with no landing gear I'm insane with directional skills disrespecting them kills in this professional field I'm trying to build simply repping the RIL I'm out that R ill expressional skills with cards to deal in this professional field I'm trying to build simply repping the RIL I'm out that R ill expressional skills with cards to deal you can come through here shining for real gotta stay gaurd your grill we living by the codes of the game and you ain't hard to kill
(CHORUS)
In the sky when I'm drained don't know why I seem to fly with sly aim glidding through frames figuring math to walk the path with slight strain I like when it rains the moisture help me slide out these chains from a catapilar to a moth skin off trying to find somewhere to hang this is me man peep game a player placed here on this earth by my God with instructions to play this game for what its worth I found that this thang hurt when you don't put in the brain work all we realize is we live and die get suited and lay in dirt at nine years old I could see clearly but couldn't clutch a grandparent I had burried at two years and eleven months no alcohol no blunts a young man sober glanced over my shoulders seen George on one knee motioning for me to come over curious mind scared shoulders couldn't convince me for half an instant the grave's an ending not when this cage we was placed in is built to diminish I'm in this living how I'm feeling jonesing for a zone as long as bloods in the vein the paths in the brain tape playing game on I came home one night to an empty understanding of living a life now the pains gone spinning with my mind right I flame on grinning seeing the future in hindsight I'm tight floating through zones soaring like a kite I like to get high as fuck eyes red lips dry as fuck high and stuck on my back blown just rising up peep the eyes on us no light shown they widen up even you too I'm dying to shine 'til your pupils tighten up tell me am I wise enough unveiling the truth no disguise to tough cowards blow and bluff you can trust I'm here to ride for us all of yall and me peep game family how real can this be if my spirit is free and you can see me after I r-i-p peep game family how real can this be if my spirit is free and you can see me after I r-i-p.
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