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lirik lagu wes beez - release therapy

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[wes b (wes beez)]
as i take a sip of this liquor, and a puff of this cigar
i sit back and contemplate about what am i to do tomorrow
i have dreams of livin lavish, big -ss crib call it a palace
i’m awaken from my slumber cause i forgot the fl!ck the ashes
now my hands burnin, sands turnin on the clock
of the world wide web and that’s www dot
or wwe cause we got the f out
with this little light of mine we’re going to find the best route
so lord god please order my steps
so when that time comes they’ll never be taking orders from wes (yes)
“let me get a medium number 2 no onions with a c0ke”
i think i’m dope but the rest y’all need to learn
it’s my turn, let it burn b-tch flame on
i’m digital and i’m underground why y’all n-ggas still singing the same song
game on! get your chips and dip
72 dolphins 17 and zip
now add 10 years to that for the year that i was born and my grandfather died
and they say every time, that a child is born someone loses their life
think about it (yeah)
now let the song cry

[e-nyce]
it’s hard to keep my feet on the ground
beat the beat make it frown
cause this the life i found to be so profound
and if i get in it how it’s a game that i’m bound to win
but the minute i get up is when i’m down again (f-ck)
my tears i’m drowning in severely astounded with this lifestyle
cause right now i’m barely counting in, my blessings as i receive them
and my question is do you believe him
is your destiny so deceiving driven by s-x & the golden jesus pieces
don’t be a thief
at least have the decency to pay the cost to be the boss
there’s an admissions fee
then you could floss like a dentist be
6’1 i’m gon’ every inch of me to reach the stars
defeat the odds & i’ll make it there eventually
in the meantime i stuff my sweet cigars and as it strengthen me
mentally i realize i’m in a better place than where the benchers be
they hanging on my words like a lynching b
i’m on a losing strike i’m on a winning streak
i’m just beaming like the 1st & 15th
see i could’ve kept it sweet & kept this verse at 16 but
i don’t think you understand my emergency needs
i need a vert with tv’s some of ya purplest weed
yeah these things i want but i deserve it so i need it
you want to talk about hurt
sh-t i was beaten with the city on my back getting stoned like a heathen
hold up
kenner city that is, stand up
nyce

[cartel lefty]
i want free, get off, release me
my people deceased thinking it’ll never happen to me
we feed the mark of the beast, they’re closing in we sleep
thy kingdom come when i’m done i hope it’s my soul you keep
my att-tude reeks, judgement at a dangerous low
211s without a mask n-ggas is dangerously broke
live fast in a city where death is dangerously close
family pictures without a father, suckas quick to get ghost
we’re infecting our black women for selfish fulfillings
i can’t deny the feeling, something’s missing, i need a fill in
grey skies, the silver lining is hidden, sins unforgiven
my temple is empty, got me shivering, k!ller vision
sorting thru many lies while i’m searching for truth
confused, seems like love and hate works in cahoots, god!
restless nights and fantasies of greed visions of a rise fall and disease..
god!

[melaphyre]
yea
it’s m-e-l-a
aka dan freeman

i’m sick of living in the position of pimping or prison
the system make it seem like pushing that powder for power
to folks after hours the only viable options we given
put us in the ghettoes at night a goon with a metal device better suffice
where the compet-tors fight
where news play pic-sso, paint us in negative light
some belittle our plight until the states read them federal rights
pariah tryna get notes higher than mariah’s
carry the weight on my shoulders losing they grip like pliers
ya either monster or messiah
where means be expired
dreams of getting ya teens everything desired
days look dire in that patch like briars. now them sad songs sang by the choir
tougher than leather y’all n-ggas tired
i’m inspired to run dees m.c.’s outta the muck & the mire
suckas think they hot set themselves on fire
but i won’t stop rocking til i retire
yaaahh!!


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