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bus pass (world is yours) - nine ra lyrics

nine ra — bus p-ss (world is yours)

the world is yours
don’t you ever let n-body take it from you. /
the world is yours
freedom peace in my mind i can run to. /
the world is yours
empty pockets but i rise like the sun do. /
the world is yours
i’m a solar king and you can be one too. /
the world is yours
control my own happiness, even with a bus p-ss. /
the world is yours
i’m feeling kind of nice, even with a bus p-ss. /
the world is yours
don’t stress on lack of wealth, even with a bus p-ss. /
the world is yours
cuz i still love myself even with a bus p-ss

give an impression battered essence of adolescence and shattered lessons / of peace broke in baddest sections, weed smoke with tatted blessings. / cuz my homie blessed, got it inked across the chest. / think the cost of rest, sleeping catch you slipping only cause arrest. / broken kids keeping open lids for pigs, smoking mids. / soaking tears for those that p-ssed from hopeless coppers roping nigs / permanent bids under the dirt, never again feel the sun on the shirt. / mother crying but at least he at peace without stress and one with the earth. / he might died but bright side silver lining always present. / pleasant still reclining, smiling reminded of all they blessings. / life is your connection to brother, sister’s human essence. / shining forever in my memories, luminescence. / staying floatable, lay a quote or two my soul with you. / but i don’t depend on no one to make life worth it golden true. / never complain or pout bank account blank amount, trust that. / but i’m 22 alive, and not in prison, with a bus p-ss

black and enraged, feel trapped in a cage, but my p-ssion engaged in / overshadowing darkness in my soul when ink blackens the page. / uz in the hand don’t proves you a man? i’m just losing a friend. / rooted bonds cut loose and i’m praying for a truce in the land. / that’s a fantasy white man planted seeds animosity / over respect and property— asking can it possibly / be the plan that’s accosted me costed me friends and properly / robbed my time of beautiful moments, pain is never stopping me. / guess i must accept this mess for what it is, blessed another year’s / happy my body don’t resemble studded ears. / many did not get to this place here, so glad i taste air. / the light i shine inside through my raps is what helped me face fear. / if i’m going down at least i left and said a message / pain and essence of self imprinted music remaining vestige. / crip and blood mental closed like nipping buds when flowers blooming late, / this life is not how much about how much power one can acc-mulate

i’m 22 alive, and not in prison, with a bus p-ss…..h-ll yeah
i’m 22 alive, and not in prison, with a bus p-ss…..h-ll yeah
i’m 22 alive, and not in prison, with a bus p-ss…..h-ll yeah
i’m 22 alive, and not in prison, with a bus p-ss…..h-ll yeah

- nine ra lyrics

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