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young chronic - do you blame me? كلمات الأغنية

uh! yeah, yeah
uh, tell me something, look
is it wrong to live by your own rules? and your refined, set of sk!lls?
to maneuver ‘round with your own moves? and let go of what you feel?
to hold on to your own truths?
so what you share is well received instead of living based on what’s so cool?
a bumpy ride could go smooth
the world still waits for the hologram, the other half still doubted the polygraph
less than a quarter love where they stand, i still wish for a hundred grand
the love that i got for my people
i’m talking the patience of chronicles waiting for sequels
like the air i breathe i do need them
‘wish to walk into a room, open my eyes, and then see them
but the day will come it’s not a matter of faith, it’s knowing
and i will shun what’s a part of me that has stopped growing
for as long as the flood gates open, i’m pushing away what could leave me broken
i let nothing in and, grow what i have till it starts showing
do you blame me?

do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
[verse 2]

yeah, uh! look…
i’ve always been, the kind of person who kept himself to himself
and when it came to having to get something done, i want to do it myself
performing is one of the things that kind of, forced me out of my sh_ll
in order for me to get the message across when i pull out my stories to tell
and if everything goes well, people would show me love in return
whether i live or die as a brand depends on what i do with the respect that i earn
overtime i am accumulating heavy passion, holy sh_tty bro and it burns
as long as you’re here and you love me and always there for me i’m not gone to wait for my
turn
i got issues
how did it come up to this? trust at the top of the list
betray me once and i’m simply cutting you off i’m not gonna put up with sh_t
no! i do not like violence but, that doesn’t mean i cannot talk with my fists
nor can’t i see through a beautiful face and it’s tender hands grabbing me by the wrist
but
the day will come
it’s not a matter of faith, it’s knowing
and i will shun what’s a part of me that has stopped growing
for as long as the floodgates opened i’m pushing away what could leave me broken
i let nothing in and grow what i have till it starts showing
do you blame me?

do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
oh do you blame me?
do you blame me now?
do you blame me?
do you blame me?
hey!

- young chronic

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