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cultrane - just a fraction كلمات الأغنية

[intro]

ain’t got time for this
when i rhyme like this in a time like this gotta find my bit
never give it up, i just live it up and i jump on stage and rip it up
but right now this shit is tough

[verse 1]

yeah, uh

these times are harder than jack diamond
in the rough looking for the timing
take my rhyming on the train all this shit inside my brain
yeah you know here we go all again i’m insane
i’m imprisoned in my thoughts, you don’t know, what i be saying
that’s why they’re brain cells, entertain well, must escape hell
don’t do art but still i paint well, with my words
flyest shit that you’ve ever heard
dayum but
ali following me everywhere why ain’t the b-tch leaving
a lil, snitch thieving this weekend she tried seducing me
i’m putting my lips on her neck let her start using me
but you don’t know what she do to me
like she did, to all my friends, and i hope that it ends
but all i know is that i’m going straight back if dad beats mum again
now i cry, under the covers
pop’s refusing to pay welfare so the burden goes onto my brother
i just wonder how my mother copes
her love he broke and now we’re broke, so
you know i don’t flow with this
cause life is fast like ramadan so make the most of it
and never let people to let go of it or fade out like a cut to black
quit with the knives n shit and cut the cr-p
smoking drinking, have fun with that
i don’t f-ck with that, had enough of that
all my homies in love with that, the only thing that i love is rap
and i gave it all want something back
top #1 can’t be under that
run it back before pain, before the rain, now it’s all the same
the rich get richer and the poor remain

[verse 2]

yeah, uh

sometimes i feel like i’m mindless
i feel timeless, who’s behind this
people on my back cause, they’re ones who are spineless
they tell us put the past behind us
but that’s so hard man (that’s so hard man)
pops leaving, almost stopped breathing
lost reason, now i’ve got demons, all i want’s freedom, stop, breath in
intoxicated from ali, spew, in the back of an alley
no time to dally, pick up the pen, late at night
just a fraction of my life, growing up what it’s like
know what’s up, no one does
gotta make my way
yeah it’s just me and my homies
and an impending feeling that no one really knows me
at 16, such a teen been smoking and drinking j.beam, or so it seems

[outro]

i got it, i lose it, i need it, they coming, i’m running, they want it, i give it a hundred, life slipping, you gotta be kidding, i’m tripping, but this ain’t no, vacation
i’m tired, of the picture i’m painting
don’t know which way i’m racing
all i know is that i’m creating and keep it real like, m.bone
it’s about time that i head home
how’s that for an end tone

- cultrane

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