Pass Away
Terror Squad f. Tony Sunshine
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To all my, to all my, to all my, to all my
To all my peoples that passed away, uh huh
To all my peoples that passed away
To all my, to all my
To, to
Free sailing in the winds as they cast away
Sometimes I'm envious of peoples that passed away
They soul sailing in the winds being cast away
I dream so vivid the scene shakes me fast awake
I keep thinking maybe something's
Trying to show me how to master my fate
They say I'm deep and too complex for rap
But yo I grew to learn there's more to life than cars and gats
So I chose to shed the light and write my bars with that
But niggas scared to grow so they tend to hold you back
They take the shit that they don't understand and call it wack
Tell you that ain't the way to go son that's cartridge rap
But y'all running in circles working the same old act
And I done reached another level but I'm wrong for that
And I ain't bitching I'm just trying to let you know where I'm at
I'm getting old as my son grows so do my raps
I feel your misery you living off the next man's life
He just as bad cause he drains you to strengthen his light
I want to shout out all the two time
Felons holding guns for weak thugs
Risking they freedom for short money and weak love
85Ers trying to earn respect from them young boys
Catching temper tantrums having fits like young boys
And bitches do it too, get defensive and paranoid
See everybody want to have some power to exploit
Now maybe you can tell me who's the problem at this point
Me or you homes hope you following this joint
I need a stress free peaceful holiday
Just enough for me to see another day
To let this world breathe easy for a day
I feel all alone while the crowd keeps cheering
All my motherfucking niggas here
My niggas who down to body a nigga in this motherfucker
All my riders, all my killers, all my motherfuckers
Holler at me man let me know what's up nigga
Niggas be trying to please the crowd when they creating they rhymes
I just be thinking out loud y'all can pay me no mind
Maybe I'm living in the cloud or just ahead of my time
I got books of all the shit I wrote between all the crimes
Looking back trying to trace tracks to see what I find
Nothing but evidence to back the fact the world is mine
And I ain't arrogant I'm just intellectually pompous
Cause I can supersede anything you accomplish
This nigga dry snitching like he looking for sympathy
Nobody give a fuck about you and your history
Do you nigga, make some shit shop a deal
Cause that hot shit you talking get you popped for real
Take my advice that's a gesture like a cot in the mill
If not fuck it you can starve and keep your eyes peeled
But don't get me involved I don't owe you shit
The same goes for that little bitch that's all on my dick
Y'all all just a bunch of miserable fucks
Broke, mad, drunk, high, and gangsta'd up
It's so sad I wish that I could cry for him and her
I'm busy mastering this balance act trying to stay up
And ain't no looking back I got my crazy mind made up
My nigga L home just in time to witness me bust
Niggas saying speak the truth Getty that's what's up
Go in the booth produce the proof show
These niggas how to really get bucks
I need a stress free peaceful holiday
Just enough for me to see another day
To let this world breathe easy for a day
I feel all alone while the crowd keeps cheering
All my real ass niggas here
All my motherfucking riders
All my bitches in this motherfucker
All my niggas with money
Them niggas who ain't scared to kill a nigga
Holler at a nigga
Let me know where you niggas at nigga