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• Artiste: Flatbush Zombies
• Titre: blessings
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(Hahaha) It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it When Heaven sent me this angel There's nothing I cannot handle Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it When Heaven sent me this angel There's nothing I cannot handle Uh A touch of grey, ooh, blessings disguised as lessons The ripple effect, Zombie the vessel, it says Slept on, these words are my weapons Slept on like, bro, pop a Xanny Slept on the floor to a milli' Seen niggas snitch, seen 'em die The game's fixed, so I gotta stay ahead of it Said I lived it, embedded it Shine like my skin, the melanin Feel like I've been here before But I can't put my hands on it Fingertips in the resin And feel my thoughts, hope it resonates Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it When Heaven sent me this angel There's nothing I cannot handle The streets told me, "If you hold the grip, make it look flashy" (Brrr) It's peace, homie, only flip the script if you get antsy And she told me, "Boy, you raised them stakes" Ain't no time for belly aches, ya got some weight up on your plate I see you on the stone, in the skies, you play our songs Nestled in our arms, we ain't worried 'bout them loans I ain't got no allowance, I did that on my own I'm still trying to cope and life is just way too short And we just hale in the smoke Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it When Heaven sent me this angel There's nothing I cannot handle Life is too short, too bad, and too wicked Cherish today, now it's too late for us to kick it When Heaven sent me this angel There's nothing I cannot handle Too bad, too wicked It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit Too bad, too wicked It's lit, it's lit, it's lit, it's lit Too bad, too wicked Wicked