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markus & lil big fro – livin كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: markus]
waking up with sweat on my brow
i’m gasping for air and i can’t go back now
the ghosts of the past always haunting
and i hear all the missiles far away when they launching
so now all my issues feel made up
first world problems conceal it all like make up
so why are my insides so outside?
how come all other thoughts by the wayside?
i’m feeling alone, you sit on a throne
juked me out for that touchdown zone
fakest people that i’ve ever met
k!lling each other but addicted like cigarettes
i’m checking out that new york times
seeing images of how we make each other blind
how can everything that hurts me be so insignificant i’m diligent in running it i’m falling cuz i’m feeling sh-t
i guess i gotta shut it out
i feel the need to shout it out
in the end ain’t that what being free is all about?
i tell myself this prison self made
if we all own ourselves then i’m just my own slave
and i’m just my own knave
not a knight in shinning armor
i’m sowing these tears like a biblical farmer
just praying for the joy
i’m feeling like a toy
try to control you could call me rajoy
they say i’m bullsh-tting cuz i live in connecticut
go take a look at our state budget deficit
on parole longer than meek
xanny in the school who gon be the peep
they huddled by the stall p-ssing round the vape
teacher by the door now they can’t escape
looking at the clock as it slows
pull out the phone just working on flows

[hook: markus]
this the life i’m livin
not much action, too much givin
day in day out it’s that 24 cycle
7 days a week for that dull green idol
cog in the machine
watch your own gear and keep that sh-t clean
hole in your soul like something’s missing
turns out this just the life that i’m living

[verse 2: lil big fro]
sh-t’s all about images
now let me spill out some logic
it’s like everyone’s caught up in some scrimmages
nothing like radovan karadžić
keep friends close but enemies closer
or else i might be drinking some poison
slobodan praljak, call that a silencer
now all that’s left is that white blur
everyone all doing the same
following trends, whats in fame
in this society so bourgoise
it’s some unsaid rule of law
have to see and be seen
it’s not something that i’m too keen
on, but i’m still a shill
nike boys we dont do three stripes
just looks to be stuck in our genotype
i keep on buying that swoosh
it’s a trend that to break that i’m farouche
finding refuge in a trail
trying to keep my thought from derail-
ing but everywhere i see is made of
bling. i just don’t want to flail
ya feel me cuzz?
it’s all about buzz
just running in circles just dodging the fuzz
back onto that logic
i’m looking for a new pick
down the street at the vintage shop
looking for something to pop
surrounded by the homies
on that vibe of homies over hoes
back with my white friends it more ponies
i’m just looking at these rows
trying to figure out which lane
to fit in without any pain

[verse 3: markus]
life is a river
gotta keep floating
never stop trying
never stop rowing
you throw down your anchor and drown
how you take a loan on life if you can’t pay down?
born just to die you be serving life
waking up means you survived the night
one in a million but all of us born
work or relax man my whole day is torn
on break, but never fully stopping to see
the light through the tree, the bird-chirping spree
that natural society
then open a textbook cuz that ain’t for me
i watched 8 mile this ain’t no detroit
i’m privileged like d-cky, ain’t trynna exploit
i get it
i’m just a whiny little white guy
with a curly head of hair and two shiny brown eyes
and a nice house with a green lawn and a carpeted bas-m-nt
and yet that sadness is something i’m tastin
cuz it hurts when the people you trust stab your back
and you walking a path that blow up like iraq
you know that sorry is the hardest word to say
you f-cked that up, so here’s a f-ck you with a bow now walk away
now my mind like the club cause the thoughts low
crushed under the weight of the pure white snow
that i feel so down when my eyes are closed
and the dark of the night just leaves me exposed
i was so composed
till i started thinking
at 21 i would’ve started drinking
and soldiers they smoked but their hands were shaking
acting brave but we all just faking
i guess that’s the truth and it’s unforgivin
your mind is the proof that’s the way that we livin

[outro: markus]
cog in the machine
watch your own gear and keep that sh-t clean
hole in your soul like something’s missing
turns out this just the life that i’m living

- markus lil big fro

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