$imply Ed - Profit | Текст песни

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(hook)
this rap game never gonna bring you profit
dont preach to us,u r not celibate сэлибэт nor a prophet
(bridge)
this place doesnt feel like home
i can feel it in my bones
u may change directions
but never find ya spot
on the globe
and u feel like u re caged
plottin' a break
but when ya plan fails
u start hatin yoself
killin ya cells
playin with death
u may fuck the prom queen
but never pecieve what real love is
i dont trust these pppl
they go to church
and commit a sin
they say forever
but change like the weather
they headed nowhere like a trendmill
of course i have a dream(2X)
just love yourself man
build a strong self-esteem
ever wonder why the rich weep
crocodile tears
ever wonder why ya bitch left
claimin' she never gonna settle for less
nothin lasts forever
u shud always love yourself
the demon s tryna drag me down
so i shud put on more weight
(verse2)
i got food for thought for yall haters
dont be shy gobble it up
feedin these motherlovers with facts
till they throw up
look im the biggest atheist
none of you gonna blow up
yeah i play for keeps
dreamin of the baddest bitch
one day imma sign her titts
she gon love me for my lavishness
imma buy my momma a crib
just to recompense my carelessness
i finna destroy my foes
before i i turn to dust
u never showed me love
the night of the long knives
(bridge)
yo look what u made me
i came out the womb
me intentions were crazy
called up my homie
where is ya daddy
we r from the generation
raised by single ladies
poor reality
no martin scorsese
but the demons keep chasin' me
and thats what they tellin me
(verse3)
everytime im stressed out
just give me hypnotics
now i see my dream vividly
my dead homie's wavin at me
oh no i see London town
the place ya heart been cryin for
what's more
i went to speaker's corner
just one speech u cant ignore
im lackin sleep
i only toss and turn
my eyes are red
but i never smoke
im sweatin,erasin' playin' with words
but the devil appears
i know
u lust for fame and banknotes
i can xray you
i checked ya songs
what's all the fuss about
u aint no groundbreaker
u aint elvis
soon ya name will perish
u r not warner
i just gotta warn ya
these people tryna break you down
but if u can meet with triump and disaster
you ll be a man,my son


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