REVERIE, Bambu - Los Angeles Times lyrics
[REVERIE, Bambu - Los Angeles Times lyrics]
He would ride the bus at 3am from off of work
And walk a mile around a hoodie
Put his crime on candle work
He was the type of cat who listened
To the lyrics and the drums
Used to freestyle on the bus
He had his hands didn't need gun
Didn't bang, but he's protected 'cuz he been
There all his life
Didn't bang, but the whole set
Would have his back, you know the type
Typical night
He'd tag up on the side a public building
Just to feel a little power in
A country trying to kill him
Bout a, block from being home
He seen the piggies ditch the can and dip
They flashed the lights, he knew the drillie
The routine
For any team that deemed a life threat
See the paint on index finger
That's enough to get him stretched
Not to mention
They connect him to the set 'cuz his address
So, they hit him with
That ganging junction shit
And his defense was kinda weak
So they stuck him in a cell for 3 months
Now a felon after sentence
He get out he's still stuck
Every application question
Just a question till the box that
Say 'Felon get to checking'
Now he's stuck without a job
Now he poor and he alone
Need a fix to stop bones
From feeling old and brittle
Just a little hit, so he stoned till he gone
To stop his bones from feeling
All these smoker little stone
To stop his bones from feeling
All these smoker little stone
To stop his bones from feeling
All these smoker little stone, until he gone
How can this be my reality?
Where do I run when she comes after me?
How can this be my reality?
Where do I run when she comes after me?
She didn't really have a choice but to fit in
Eating from the tree
Even though she knows it's forbidden
The kids in her school got
Her into smoking weed
I, watched her transform and
Lose her true identity
The melody she used to sing
Promised a future with the stars
But, nowadays I see her
Posted on the boulevard
She fell hard to the knees though
Sucking dick for she knows
Misery loves company
And follows her wherever she goes
We know that deep inside
Lies a lonely teenager
With parents that hate her
And don't understand her behavior
But Daddy they raped her
Every night since she grew titties
So fucking a grown up for heroin
That really ain't no biggie
Pity, 'cuz she's so pretty
She used to shine like the Sun
All her pain comes to an end
Once the high has begun
One day, the pain will subside
And I'll hold her close
Pray for her every night, w-w-w-w-what
Overdose
How can this be my reality?
Where do I run when she comes after me?
How can this be my reality?
Where do I run when she comes after me?
And walk a mile around a hoodie
Put his crime on candle work
He was the type of cat who listened
To the lyrics and the drums
Used to freestyle on the bus
He had his hands didn't need gun
Didn't bang, but he's protected 'cuz he been
There all his life
Didn't bang, but the whole set
Would have his back, you know the type
Typical night
He'd tag up on the side a public building
Just to feel a little power in
A country trying to kill him
Bout a, block from being home
He seen the piggies ditch the can and dip
They flashed the lights, he knew the drillie
The routine
For any team that deemed a life threat
See the paint on index finger
That's enough to get him stretched
Not to mention
They connect him to the set 'cuz his address
So, they hit him with
That ganging junction shit
And his defense was kinda weak
So they stuck him in a cell for 3 months
Now a felon after sentence
He get out he's still stuck
Every application question
Just a question till the box that
Say 'Felon get to checking'
Now he's stuck without a job
Now he poor and he alone
Need a fix to stop bones
From feeling old and brittle
Just a little hit, so he stoned till he gone
To stop his bones from feeling
All these smoker little stone
To stop his bones from feeling
All these smoker little stone
To stop his bones from feeling
All these smoker little stone, until he gone
How can this be my reality?
Where do I run when she comes after me?
How can this be my reality?
Where do I run when she comes after me?
She didn't really have a choice but to fit in
Eating from the tree
Even though she knows it's forbidden
The kids in her school got
Her into smoking weed
I, watched her transform and
Lose her true identity
The melody she used to sing
Promised a future with the stars
But, nowadays I see her
Posted on the boulevard
She fell hard to the knees though
Sucking dick for she knows
Misery loves company
And follows her wherever she goes
We know that deep inside
Lies a lonely teenager
With parents that hate her
And don't understand her behavior
But Daddy they raped her
Every night since she grew titties
So fucking a grown up for heroin
That really ain't no biggie
Pity, 'cuz she's so pretty
She used to shine like the Sun
All her pain comes to an end
Once the high has begun
One day, the pain will subside
And I'll hold her close
Pray for her every night, w-w-w-w-what
Overdose
How can this be my reality?
Where do I run when she comes after me?
How can this be my reality?
Where do I run when she comes after me?