Flowz Dilione - A Letter To Grant lyrics
[Flowz Dilione - A Letter To Grant lyrics]
Yeah, yeah free Ipo, Free Lieks
Yeah, Still at large yeah, yeah
Aye yo lad
I know you're feelin lonely but don't feel
Alone cause I feel alone too
We're both the same
Hope to change but we feel defeated
Frustrated from unable to dream
When eventually sleep
And feel sick when we eventually eat
Every day is Friday stuck on the end
Of the week and it forever repeats
We both know that the weather is bleak
It rains all the time feel
The devil's heavenly speech as the sunsets
We stopped havin fun years ago
Now there's only drugs left
Tears lost and blood shed
Our mind's where our lives
Kept tortured by imagination
Doctors try to help us but
We can't afford the medication
I think back to now what seems
Like forever when the crew
Was all we had I thought
We'd always be together
But nobody ever hangs out at the park anymore
Drugs have fucked up friends hit that
Shit then never call again
They lose touch another friend is gone
We've said goodbye so many fuckin times we
Don't have any friends at all
Just a mix and a bueg
Lad this is the truth all I have's a
Broken heart and a pic of the crew
Brothers in arms with ticks on our shoes
'09 back when we were kids
And still in our youth
You're only 19 but your mind is old and as
This world keeps turning then
Your life evolves so many lies are told in
This world that we live
Don't trust anybody everybody's
Likely to snitch
Turned to dogs cause they're scared of
Doing time in the clink
Piss weak the type to cry with
A knife in their ribs
A real man doesn't cry with
A knife to his wrist
He has a life and provides to
His wife and his kids
I hope you understand the message I
Don't know if I'm makin sense
To teach a fuckin lesson go to work
So you can pay the rent
Every employer knows me as Taylor Rough
He's late again
Complaints against my laziness
I hate em so ashamed of them
And that just leads to makin ends
In criminal ways and you have
More to give than score a stick
And sit in a daze
Be prepared and stay in physical shape
But know yourself try to always keep
In touch with your spiritual state
Addiction keeps you sick and thinkin insane
Paranoia and anxiety will turn your
Bedroom into a grave
Life's a difficult maze
So many ways you can go
Easily confusing all while inhaling smoke
Death is not
Something that you should take as a joke
It's as serious as the look on
The face of a ghost
Find a place of your own
Where you can learn to be safe
At the door leave the outer
World burning in flames
No matter what know I'm always here
Servin the same life
Sentence you are in turn we
Serve it as mates, strong and loyal
Yeah, Still at large yeah, yeah
Aye yo lad
I know you're feelin lonely but don't feel
Alone cause I feel alone too
We're both the same
Hope to change but we feel defeated
Frustrated from unable to dream
When eventually sleep
And feel sick when we eventually eat
Every day is Friday stuck on the end
Of the week and it forever repeats
We both know that the weather is bleak
It rains all the time feel
The devil's heavenly speech as the sunsets
We stopped havin fun years ago
Now there's only drugs left
Tears lost and blood shed
Our mind's where our lives
Kept tortured by imagination
Doctors try to help us but
We can't afford the medication
I think back to now what seems
Like forever when the crew
Was all we had I thought
We'd always be together
But nobody ever hangs out at the park anymore
Drugs have fucked up friends hit that
Shit then never call again
They lose touch another friend is gone
We've said goodbye so many fuckin times we
Don't have any friends at all
Just a mix and a bueg
Lad this is the truth all I have's a
Broken heart and a pic of the crew
Brothers in arms with ticks on our shoes
'09 back when we were kids
And still in our youth
You're only 19 but your mind is old and as
This world keeps turning then
Your life evolves so many lies are told in
This world that we live
Don't trust anybody everybody's
Likely to snitch
Turned to dogs cause they're scared of
Doing time in the clink
Piss weak the type to cry with
A knife in their ribs
A real man doesn't cry with
A knife to his wrist
He has a life and provides to
His wife and his kids
I hope you understand the message I
Don't know if I'm makin sense
To teach a fuckin lesson go to work
So you can pay the rent
Every employer knows me as Taylor Rough
He's late again
Complaints against my laziness
I hate em so ashamed of them
And that just leads to makin ends
In criminal ways and you have
More to give than score a stick
And sit in a daze
Be prepared and stay in physical shape
But know yourself try to always keep
In touch with your spiritual state
Addiction keeps you sick and thinkin insane
Paranoia and anxiety will turn your
Bedroom into a grave
Life's a difficult maze
So many ways you can go
Easily confusing all while inhaling smoke
Death is not
Something that you should take as a joke
It's as serious as the look on
The face of a ghost
Find a place of your own
Where you can learn to be safe
At the door leave the outer
World burning in flames
No matter what know I'm always here
Servin the same life
Sentence you are in turn we
Serve it as mates, strong and loyal