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journalizm - live percenters lyrics

funky hudson one exalt to the future
i don’t think that my verses suit you
but if you got an open air, i got an open mouth
got into situations just to learn how to get out
digging tunnels ’cause there’s got to be a way
never design my life off what others say
i’m a problem solver, not a problem starter
only a problem if it stands in the way of being me
which is defined by the term ‘free’
and lately i’ve been feeling like a heartbeat in a graveyard
and that feeling simply don’t mix
like a bad dj over blind after too many drinks
don’t think, don’t say no more, just do
same love, same grind i just gotten used to
and been paying my dues ’cause yes, i’m that true
if you don’t respect the culture then i don’t respect you

we survive all night and day
just to try and find a way to make it through the day
we survive all night and day
just to try and find a way to make it through the day
we survive all night and day
just to try and find a way to make it through the day
we survive all night and day
just to try and find a way to make it through the day

gas ain’t cheap and the water ain’t free
war for oil ain’t slick, blood for sugar ain’t sweet
when all you got to eat is bag of garbage from the street
make the corner papi store feel like gourmet cuisine
when you’re going through things, toxins floating in your stream
underhand or under table or slower come clean
see, you’re feeling insane when you look up that screen
and the hottest new thing was like stolen from your dreams
was your brightest ideas, you would hold ’em for your team
takeover plans, you’re the only one that seems ‘
masterpieces that you see in the museum
claiming the next matisse, expertise unseen
like your own team hating you, see, till you finally come clean
said they all had your back, they just up fronting
and find that the crack at the back is more satisfying from a whack
than standing there for your team

f-ck a free lunch if the plate is swine
if i need something i’ll just take it from the divine
this day to day living putting weight up on my mind
and i can’t take it, and i can’t hide
and i try to get ahead but barely make it by
to the untrained, naked eye it may seem like i’m slipping
no, i’m taking my time before the gray’s calling, the day’s done shine
from ’93 till my beeper bill hasn’t been paid
’cause ‘ i don’t miss a pace, filling notebooks as i navigate the maze
the getting’s good so i gravitate with age
to a better mount state might seem strange
like i was in prison, given a righteous name
ready, aim, spark ignites the flame
my only right for pleasure, i don’t like this game

- live percenters lyrics

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