ATM, Six The Don - Eden letra (lyrics)
[ATM, Six The Don - Eden letra lyrics]
You're the same old girl
That lived across the street
And you're the same old girl, yeah
That I was dying to meet
Well, now you're running around
(Uh-Uh) pSA for the evening
Preaching from the cement
Perched outside of Eden
Down the block from heathens
Mingle with the demons
Make a movie like I’m Steven spielberg
Keep a steel bird that’s for the schemers
Snakes slither through the streets
A nigga sleeps in big Apple bleeding
My kids thеy barely teething
A nigga heart freezing to feed them
I seek thе freedom
If there’s some green greed in this garden
I got to see it word to Pope Pius
I can’t be driving no Prius
For them Benz on BB’s for sheezy
I’m with the BS
Girls dressed in cheetah print
Meet with us to deceive us
You’d give a rib to see her
Deliver my ass from Eva fuck your union
They’ll drive a wedge in between it
Man they don’t give a shit
As long as your car is keyless
Temptation it be fierce but only God I fear
Reclining in a lear
My vision is crystal clear (Uh)
We need a resolution like Aaliyah
Indeed the revolution could be here
I dream of a solution with my peers
Devil whispers in their ear
Guaranteed to leave them seared (Uh)
The loss of innocence forbidden fruit
That’s the fall of the ignorant
You’re free to choose
All the pure Cain I was able to move
Doesn’t ever add up
To the wealth I’ve accrued (Uh)
Sins of a father that’s
Passed through the roots so I
Changed my moves can’t be
Acting no fool got to
Rewrite the rules got to
Follow the moons it’s the fall for most
But me i kept it cool
You're the same old girl
That lived across the street
(This the garden)
And you're the same old girl, yeah
That I was dying to meet
(This where the snakes dwell)
Well, now you're running around
As the world turns and the paradise burns
The slurs can be heard
At the footsteps of the church that’s dirt
But what’s a church if not the congregation?
If not the spoken word
Them things that build nations
If not embodied truth
Truth is your only savior
In The Garden, where in the dark
They hide the slave ships i fear no man
In the celestial city swinging my gonads
And God got my whole back so know that
Nigga I rest my case with you
I’m seeing through, everyone
What stands up to truth?
Lucifer son of the morning fuck is you?
Them lies just won’t do
Disguised as false truths
I done mowed through this garden
With lack of better tools
I done plucked through lotuses
Stole a heart or two
I ate the forbidden fruit
Cause who follows rules?
Even when I make them
I break them, so no excuse
I rise just to fall again my ugly truth
Knock me down nine times i get up ten
As Kings do my Queens jewels
Supreme Being with Supreme McGriff views
Nigga vision all skewed
I Madison Squared the Garden the Mecca
Hallelu-jah demons clashing with mine
Truth marches with my troops see the divine
Flows in my bloodline
Meet the Tribe of the Gods
Still tied to the mob
Brick laying, boot strapped
Created my own job planted a field of dreams
So my kids can run around yeah
We building paradise boys
And you in line to be Chief so keep ya poise
We gon’ brush everything off (Uh)
As long as you know who you are
You know whose you are
You know where you're going
And you remember where you from
We gon’ be ok (Uh)
That lived across the street
And you're the same old girl, yeah
That I was dying to meet
Well, now you're running around
(Uh-Uh) pSA for the evening
Preaching from the cement
Perched outside of Eden
Down the block from heathens
Mingle with the demons
Make a movie like I’m Steven spielberg
Keep a steel bird that’s for the schemers
Snakes slither through the streets
A nigga sleeps in big Apple bleeding
My kids thеy barely teething
A nigga heart freezing to feed them
I seek thе freedom
If there’s some green greed in this garden
I got to see it word to Pope Pius
I can’t be driving no Prius
For them Benz on BB’s for sheezy
I’m with the BS
Girls dressed in cheetah print
Meet with us to deceive us
You’d give a rib to see her
Deliver my ass from Eva fuck your union
They’ll drive a wedge in between it
Man they don’t give a shit
As long as your car is keyless
Temptation it be fierce but only God I fear
Reclining in a lear
My vision is crystal clear (Uh)
We need a resolution like Aaliyah
Indeed the revolution could be here
I dream of a solution with my peers
Devil whispers in their ear
Guaranteed to leave them seared (Uh)
The loss of innocence forbidden fruit
That’s the fall of the ignorant
You’re free to choose
All the pure Cain I was able to move
Doesn’t ever add up
To the wealth I’ve accrued (Uh)
Sins of a father that’s
Passed through the roots so I
Changed my moves can’t be
Acting no fool got to
Rewrite the rules got to
Follow the moons it’s the fall for most
But me i kept it cool
You're the same old girl
That lived across the street
(This the garden)
And you're the same old girl, yeah
That I was dying to meet
(This where the snakes dwell)
Well, now you're running around
As the world turns and the paradise burns
The slurs can be heard
At the footsteps of the church that’s dirt
But what’s a church if not the congregation?
If not the spoken word
Them things that build nations
If not embodied truth
Truth is your only savior
In The Garden, where in the dark
They hide the slave ships i fear no man
In the celestial city swinging my gonads
And God got my whole back so know that
Nigga I rest my case with you
I’m seeing through, everyone
What stands up to truth?
Lucifer son of the morning fuck is you?
Them lies just won’t do
Disguised as false truths
I done mowed through this garden
With lack of better tools
I done plucked through lotuses
Stole a heart or two
I ate the forbidden fruit
Cause who follows rules?
Even when I make them
I break them, so no excuse
I rise just to fall again my ugly truth
Knock me down nine times i get up ten
As Kings do my Queens jewels
Supreme Being with Supreme McGriff views
Nigga vision all skewed
I Madison Squared the Garden the Mecca
Hallelu-jah demons clashing with mine
Truth marches with my troops see the divine
Flows in my bloodline
Meet the Tribe of the Gods
Still tied to the mob
Brick laying, boot strapped
Created my own job planted a field of dreams
So my kids can run around yeah
We building paradise boys
And you in line to be Chief so keep ya poise
We gon’ brush everything off (Uh)
As long as you know who you are
You know whose you are
You know where you're going
And you remember where you from
We gon’ be ok (Uh)