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cyssero - vanilla sky كلمات الأغنية

starring in the eyes of ghetto america
raised on the east side of the met, where murder take lives
how we supposed to see the sun with all these gray skies?
and enough evil going on to break your fake ties
i’m flipping, n-gg-s dying, sick of crying, can’t last long in this street game no more
and i’m sick of my n-gg-s trying and failing, sick of the funerals, sick to my stomach
sick of preaching, sick of telling younglings this what this sh-t could do to you
really critically ruin you, but i understand, some of us take that risk
to make that grit, to feed them kids, put food on them plates
i do this for the struggle, us hustlers, single parent mothers, i feel you

i don’t care what they say, that is i don’t want to go
i’m sorry darling, i can’t stay, i said i’m headed to vanilla sky
don’t make this hard on me, know that i don’t want to go
but it’s time for me to take control, i said i’m headed to vanilla sky
headed to vanilla, headed to vanilla, yeah
headed to vanilla, headed to vanilla

this struggle inspires my magic and i master my craft
i get it in, i ain’t nothing but a magician with a pen
this is the tell of lost innocence that grew into a man and gained wisdom
and in return i lost ignorance
thank god i have a gift, i can really rap
so i’mma really unwrap this motherf-cker, see what’s inside this sh-t
see what i get giving my all, representing my folks, the hood is people
with their light and dark side that represents they good and evil
i’m a person, don’t wanna be viewed as nothing else
and i learned that you don’t really know sh-t till you know yourself
and you ain’t never been broke you will never appreciate the wealth
and they wonder why they rain on top, be as short as a keebler elf

vanilla sky

- cyssero

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