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William Oshodin
William Oshodin
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William Oshodin
William Oshodin
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(Wind blows through) Get a whiff of life and death I don't know If I'll make it every step I took a wish up on a star Told my god I'll make it far Gotta bring the world together Need to heal my brothers scars Then to stop a couple wars Take my shit and up to mars Know we dealing some problems Yet refuse to take a lost Crossing border wit my rhymes If you read between the lines You would see they making Politics to make a nigga fight Gotta keep it on your side You don't really have to slide Rappers talking like it's funny But these kids el really die Why the fuck we need to fight When we knowing it ain't right Think my Glock just might be shy Cuz it really like to hide I don't really wanna shoot you But my soldiers be on time I don't play about that juju better put that to the side Never been the type to cry But lost many on this grind I got shit aint holding back I'm boutta take it to the sky I looked at god and gotta a sign Just keep working on my chymes Then I started taking off I made a rocket ship from rhymes I had to work on my design Made my flow become divine They was telling me to chill I put that chill into they spine Turned these beats into my food and then I said I'm boutta dine Use my weed to get me through but don't confuse it with some wine Wash it down and realize That I'm really bout to shine You could see it in my eyes Looking high up at the sky People said I shouldnt try Look at that they wanna slide Be my friend like what is that Know that clout like a drug It's a zoo with lots animals I was a youngin really wondering what it's tangible I know these rappers trynna bite me like a cannibal They going monkey nigga I ain't talking danimals I'm making horror for these boys like I'm Annabelle You niggas sweet and I ain't talking bout no caramel I'm making movies I ain't talking bout no Paramount My family and all this rapping what I care about When I can't stand up on my feet where was yo whereabouts I looked the reaper in his eyes I had to stare him down Thought I was close to my demise that was a year a ago I think it's crazy I survived it was a miracle Since they have blessed me with this life I will be lyrical Because my culture think I'm destined to be spiritual The things they telling these kids be so fucking terrible I hate to hear it I feel like it's been unbearable If we keep doing this damage how we repairing it I ain't looking for no charity And the way my life been going I don't think a bitch el marry me I hope I get to have a kid cuz I don't who finna bury me I know I deal wit lots of sins I hope that people don't get scared of me Wind blows through Get a whiff of life and death But I don't know If I'll make it every step I get lost sometimes I in the end I find my away
Writer(s): William Oshodin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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