Promoe, Conscious Youths - Creation lyrics
[Promoe, Conscious Youths - Creation lyrics]
Here we go again a perfect
Ten from beginning to end
Surrounded by men and she never pretends
She gets fit in the gym
Sporting all that gold
And he don't even know that
She's cheating on him
Housey wife turned Sista Bling
Now she's out with mrSingh
Sting so bad it is blistering
And the ex-boyfriend can kiss the ring
When he talks about love she's
Dissing him when I speak
About love she's listening
High heel boots what a flashy
Thing in a birthday suite since christening
Here we go again just one
More rounds with my friends
And I hope it never ends because
Today is my time to play
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You know what they say every dawg has his day
Some bark some bite and still
They might get caught in the game
Left in the rain jumpin' up
And down they wanting to play
Heads keep talking and talking but
They got nothing to say
Particular people are critical
Bickering (Redrama:) That we too mainstream
(Paleface:) They really political
Silly and pitiful meaning you and me
The cynical side is clinically typical
For all the humanbeings is he really a
Criminal? Killing a lyrical?
I'm feeling the ridicule reaching a pinnacle
Well you know what they say
Every dawg has his day
Some want the bone some chase
The cars I'm leaving more than a stain
Let me get it all won't
Settle for the so-called luxuries in life
That's such a cheesy lie I'm
Callin' the bluff doin'
It for more than the fame
Gimme freedom of speech gimme equal rights
Gimme clean air to breathe
In the peaceful night
Gimme whatever it takes to break
Our chains and make us see the light
Gimme just a lil' bass and a
Bit of space to let me speak my mind
Won't you please, just let me play
Give me space enough for me to breathe
Enough for me to be, enough for me to play
I don't ask for much, so just pass the blunt
Coffee half a cup, I'm okay
I feel fabulous though I don't have a buck
It's hazardous trying to rhyme after us
Check mate, ain't no matching us
They lack the nuts
And here's where the laughter stops
It goes "oh, no, look at them go Mr Singh
Lil Red daddy Pales, Promoe
See the logo bro? my dogs is
Some stone cold flow pros
Acting local, thinking global
Get a load off and let me
Play See my bros won't ever separate
Ten from beginning to end
Surrounded by men and she never pretends
She gets fit in the gym
Sporting all that gold
And he don't even know that
She's cheating on him
Housey wife turned Sista Bling
Now she's out with mrSingh
Sting so bad it is blistering
And the ex-boyfriend can kiss the ring
When he talks about love she's
Dissing him when I speak
About love she's listening
High heel boots what a flashy
Thing in a birthday suite since christening
Here we go again just one
More rounds with my friends
And I hope it never ends because
Today is my time to play
Wwwlyricstycom
Conscious youths-play-lyricshtml
You know what they say every dawg has his day
Some bark some bite and still
They might get caught in the game
Left in the rain jumpin' up
And down they wanting to play
Heads keep talking and talking but
They got nothing to say
Particular people are critical
Bickering (Redrama:) That we too mainstream
(Paleface:) They really political
Silly and pitiful meaning you and me
The cynical side is clinically typical
For all the humanbeings is he really a
Criminal? Killing a lyrical?
I'm feeling the ridicule reaching a pinnacle
Well you know what they say
Every dawg has his day
Some want the bone some chase
The cars I'm leaving more than a stain
Let me get it all won't
Settle for the so-called luxuries in life
That's such a cheesy lie I'm
Callin' the bluff doin'
It for more than the fame
Gimme freedom of speech gimme equal rights
Gimme clean air to breathe
In the peaceful night
Gimme whatever it takes to break
Our chains and make us see the light
Gimme just a lil' bass and a
Bit of space to let me speak my mind
Won't you please, just let me play
Give me space enough for me to breathe
Enough for me to be, enough for me to play
I don't ask for much, so just pass the blunt
Coffee half a cup, I'm okay
I feel fabulous though I don't have a buck
It's hazardous trying to rhyme after us
Check mate, ain't no matching us
They lack the nuts
And here's where the laughter stops
It goes "oh, no, look at them go Mr Singh
Lil Red daddy Pales, Promoe
See the logo bro? my dogs is
Some stone cold flow pros
Acting local, thinking global
Get a load off and let me
Play See my bros won't ever separate