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1991 was born in hell’s kitchen

City of los angels, lucifer god missing

Eating your dinner plates and letting you do the dishes

Hiding in plain sight, got 20 20 prescription

You take precaution whenever you on the block

Then colors of what you stand for

Prolly getting you dropped

They firing at each other, cause no one gave em a shot

Shells gasin em up, so they drippin to never stop

Sleepin beneath the window

Cause helicopter with choppers

Will crop you out of the picture

Your mama screaming for doctors

Paramedics will knock

And your family members are watching

It’s really kinda confusing, when cousing saying what’s poppin

Feel it in my dominion, turn athius to believers

With stories of fallen soldiers and niggas double my scene yo

Speaking of make a difference, for anyone in between em

And give em what to believe, in this music, but when I’m leaving

[Hook]

When you hear the gun shots, your heart starts beating

You either die a saint, or the saints turn even

You tell me bout hope, I tell you bout demons

The only thing I hope, is that I’ma keep breathing

When you hear the gun shots, your heart starts beating

You either die a saint, or the saints turn even

You tell me bout hope, I tell you bout demons

The only thing I hope, is that I’ma keep breathing, breathing

Asking my mama why I wake up praying

The grim reaper hoping one day, they gonn take us out of this hell

Seeing my brother shot dead in the streets

Catching they bodies and proceed to use my blood as they ink

I’m whole blessed, pac running all through my veins

Fuck 48 cause in the mula, I need a mill for my pain

Tears falling from my eyes, cause of things that I’ve seen

With 50 shades of grey, killing for the love of the green

Scream jesus but it seem like me and lucifer found

The one another, he’s the only one who cares to respond

Living on the devil’s playground, these niggas that we stay upon

Prolly put you up on games, but ain’t the ones that you should play round

Father never stay round, they chosen evoking pety emotions

And lokin on every notable notion

Cause when the rain stop, you still gotta swim in the ocean

With great whites, and they toltin, tryina stick you with tokens

[Hook]

When you hear the gun shots, your heart starts beating

You either die a saint, or the saints turn even

You tell me bout hope, I tell you bout demons

The only thing I hope, is that I’ma keep breathing

When you hear the gun shots, your heart starts beating

You either die a saint, or the saints turn even

You tell me bout hope, I tell you bout demons

The only thing I hope, is that I’ma keep breathing, breathing.

Eddy B - Hope – текст


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