lirik lagu chirch boi willie - conviction
look..
i walked out the gates in my mind at age fifteen..
started reading bout the rothchilds
and worlds wealthy
rocafella not young hovas, the white fellas
bill gates and henry ford, the rice dwellers..
everybody eating wit a peace of the pie..
young n-gg- in my mind think imma get mine
that’s a crazy thought alone, cause we just getting by
pops going to work everyday, in suits and a tie
i was shy lil n-gg- at first
i still feel am
wild lil n-gg- of course
and big will a i’m
eating.. black eye peas, warmed up wit some sugar..
that sh-t was gross..
but that was all we had to get fuller..
my momma taught to us eat what was set before us..
and pray before we feast, cuz that government cheese was like poison..
these the kinda stories that i really don’t enjoy man..
i feel embarr-ssed everytime i think of joy man..
not used to it..
but hey i’m losing..
minus well do it, it ain’t sh-t too it!!
take my chance, and make this music
and pray that i don’t loose my soul, as i lui up da loffers in my feet
oh god, i look sheek!
diamond rings, bling bling, i look fleek..
they say “back in africa we always wore these things,”
man my programed christian mind ain’t seen a thing…
i feel guilty…
oh lord i can’t ball..
just k!ll me..
conviction
conviction
i feel guilty..
conviction
conviction
this is real be..
(conviction!)
in my mind..
con-flict-tion..
con-flict-ting
my complex..
i was taught “it was all bad..”
(in my mind..)
con-flict-tion
con-flict-ting..
my complex..
i was taught this was all bad..
win-ners in a winnabeagle..
spent my winters in a wonderland whippin, fuego
had a puerto rican b-tch beside me like diago, ..
man i put that sh-t on everything just ask yiyo
africa to merica, ..
to conscious to the blind..
over here we call it life
they call it genocide
over here we call it freedom
they say free doom..
i’m working on my visa, man, i’m bouta jump the broom
i’m getting married to the me i don’t know
like i showed up. to the wedding wit the ye mask on, and tux yo like blank face, bank chase, make money make rank, give thanks, to the highest, die lit! get raised
to the highest parts of heaven cause you knew you had a cause
u wasn’t faking with yo story, wasn’t no f-ckin santa clause
just a dawg and his bone, tryna find his way home, thinking of the darkest thoughts like i don’t wanna die alone..
i don’t want no jim crow, i want a mind of my own
to the third degree!!
i need brain surgery..
im tryna rid my thoughts of anything that keep me feeling weak, i feel conviction..
but i’m not sure conviction feeling me man..
con-flict-tion
con-flict-ting my conscience..
i was taught, “it was all bad..”
in my mind..
con-flict-tion..
con-flict-ting..
my complex..
i was taught, this was all bad..
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