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chris blaze - facade كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: chris blaze]
uh
i got god phone on the phone
tell him i ain’t f-ck with the world so i hide in my dome, but
he just sighs & goes on
can’t be sad about, it cause i got my eyes on the thrown
yeah

[verse 2: zerra]
with my feet lift off the ground, i’m just grinding up a pound
trynna’ find that special sound, trynna’ make these ends meet
‘fo i’m lying in the ground
ain’t no body in the street, such that vultures can’t do feast
they just laughing in they seats

[verse 3: chris blaze]
you cry to your sponsors, and they telling you keep your head high
i just roll a spliff and blow the shit until my head’s high
got the tape coming, swear i’m sorry for the lateness
if i ain’t your favorite, then your -ss must be a racist

[verse 4: zerra]
i’m just reaping what i sow
not ending up like allen poe
been in the depths of the deserts and i done unearthed the gold
crack the sole, unleash the spirits, we sprinting on mirrors
appearance ain’t clear & i’m steering & weary
not sure what to do with myself

[verse 5: chris blaze]
god’s court room, i left it with no sentence
done giving mothaf-ckas’ my space, like ’07
in my head, my psychotic mind boggles, so i’m severing
ain’t seem like a k!ller, but that shit is my profession

[verse 6: zerra]
accepting not the serpent, my brethren
except in times as dark as depression, upsetting the pepsin
i’m coming off, but i ain’t never coming down, i’m sentenced a felon
i’m tipping off, tripping and sipping
i’m sparking a cross

- chris blaze

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