up To shake you up And found out you were dead Like a leaf in the wind you left me standing alone To face the demons in my head We're making fiction
to shake you up but found out you were dead Like a lead in the wind, you left me standing alone to face the demons in my head We're making fiction of
back to me We're making fiction of our lives Burning pages as we write We read the lies between the lines These dead letters won't survive We're making fiction
shake you up but found out you were dead Like a lead in the wind, you left me standing alone to face the demons in my head We're making fiction of our
Traduzione: Kids In The Way. Finzione.
Now who?s that wack MC wit all that mouth I?ll rip him in New York and work my way down south I be the true I live it, non-fiction never slippin MC?s
are they shooting these victims over their view on religion yeah why do we all search for love like we got cupids addiction why with politicians you can?t tell the truth from the fiction
Why Why do we live this way? You know the killin and fightin Why Why do we live this way? You know the love is gone Why Why do we live this way? Weak
there is no fiction here These are those kind of nights That I will never mention to my kids Because I want them to find out themselves; The right way
been a long time but I'm back on the GCH track, I speak on fact while most of y'all cat's be preachin' fiction, The way you rhyme and live in life's a
like a Shite, carryin' bombs To make more Pulp Fiction than Sammy and John [Interlude: La Banga] Sammy and John, nigga get out the way Let's go, yo,
Not complete in any old manner. Not unified in any old way. Broken promises - Mental problems - Faded outlook - Sympathetic. No learning, the repeating
I?ve been asked to write a song without a swear word or a slight At myself or another, for my mother for my bride A song that?ll shine on my kids and
the cracks My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap No matter how I tried, I just couldn't fill the gaps Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap They lost the way
, muthafucka, I'm provoking People I is see through, the cracks off the skulls With the, facts and the fiction, im like dynamite with Dynamic diction, man the way
fact and fiction Chorus: I'm tryin' a find a way I'm tryin' a find a right And if I budge I just might I'm tryin' a find a way I'm tryin' a find a right
just a victim Since the rhyme infliction, Othorized diction fiction [Lounge Mode] It's twelve bars a pass, my staff be Gun Ho You know we tug boat on Wild Beneen kids
