[Verse 1 Tabanacle] Yes, look Times ticking like a clock, five minutes and its gone Blind image to your gut, write lyrics that I want Life sittin on the block, crime [?] gonna stop Mind [?] in a song, I rap wit em when its on Vibe with em like a dog, shot riddims like a bomb Lifes thick and its gone, sometimes missing what we got Tired of living but we lost, crime sittin with this crossed Cause they dont wanna see us [?] to the top But weve just chase some dream, trying to see our own escape People look guidance, so I guess I got to show the way Trying to light the path for you people bane pass and talk Cause sometimes I wonder what the fuck we really asking for Want the money man, the cars, and the chains But things aint gonna matter when you laying in your graves I regret our mistakes here, anything can change You only gonna get one chance, you should take it now [Chorus Don Jaga] Looking at the story, skies dont pay so I make it my way and Towards the sun and Im dreamin bit block my escape and Im tired of living life like its every other day and My music grilled my lyrics, still this mind of escape [Verse 2 L Jinny] Good times are comin, it takes work to clock the formula Thousand miles are runnin, steal the rhymes from the [?] harder Underrated by many, overlooked by most They feel to hate on the Jinny, because he doesnt boast Why, till I leave, Ive been real, on my life Every time I pick the broken pieces, more fall from the skies like what Do I dream? Then I leave my desires, gettin sick, and tired, and bleeding inside on Hold up hoes, came here from my solo Im a source, I create the flows than any fellow With my [?], holding the wages for today and tomorrow Couple oz of greens and caine Im feeling big, cause Im narrow [?] in the city of my pedals Or chillin with a nature the start lines Foes they get creep with metal when They show no pity when they sleeping in the dark night Life, sometimes I wish I wouldnt listen to mumma But if did that then he wouldnt lived to sittin in the sun, uh [Chorus Don Jaga] Looking at the story, skies dont pay so I make it my way and Towards the sun and Im dreamin bit block my escape and Im tired of living life like its every other day and My music grilled my lyrics, still this mind of escape [Bridge Don Jaga] World is full of chaos Feels like theres no way out Music got me here Oh no time to [?] World is full of chaos Feels like theres no way out Music got me here Oh no time to [?] World is full of chaos Feels like theres no way out Music got me here Oh no time to [?] [Chorus Don Jaga] Looking at the story, skies dont pay so I make it my way and Towards the sun and Im dreamin bit block my escape and Im tired of living life like its every other day and My music grilled my lyrics, still this mind of escape Looking at the story, skies dont pay so I make it my way and Towards the sun and Im dreamin bit block my escape and Im tired of living life like its every other day and My music grilled my lyrics, still this mind of escape
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