B.o.B - Through My Head | Текст песни

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Running up through my head
Running up through my head
Running up through my head
Running up through my head....

Thoughts keeps running through my head
Running through my head
Thoughts keeps running through my head
Running through my head
Thoughts keeps running through my head
Running through my head
Running through my head
Thoughts keeps running through my head

Now tell me the definition of a politician
I ain't gon vote for you, and I ain't signing no petition
You give us debt and you call it a college tuition
We break our necks for these checks you take our percentage
Bitch, ain't nothing but a bitch, if you f*ck Uncle Sam, then you probably a snitch
If I ruled the world, with my rules are sh*t,
I problably roll up the Constitution up into a spliff
Because I just ain’t with it
I just don't get it, how we getting broker
But they boost the price of living
They got you working triple just to eat some rice and chicken
Plus your credit to the limit just to drive a Honda Civic
Man they got us on our tippy toes
And all we wanna do is fly
They keep us pigeons hoe
But you see me I ain’t that guy
I’m a different soul
And on this road I travel on
I pay a different toll (a different toll)
See this weight I'm carrying on my shoulder
Is a different load
What the f*ck you think I go to sleep with my pistol for?
What the f*ck you think is keeping me in the studio?
I swear I'm trying to tell 'em f*ck you
We're paying attention for
I'm a motherf*ckin' G
My presence is evident
Consider this a blessing
My effort is heaven sent
You might as well respect it and cherish it
Cause whenever I perish
Only then will you see what the message is
To be an American

Thoughts keeps running through my head
Running through my head
Thoughts keeps running through my head
Running through my head
Thoughts keeps running through my head
Running through my head
Running through my head
Thoughts keeps running through my head

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