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• Artiste: Deem Spencer
• Titre: How Far We've Come
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Cat's out the bag, we don't have a hero Running out of time and money, I can see roses Falling out the sky, I'm covered head to T-oe Eleven out the pot, left hella for the re-up I'm out of my mind making hundred out of zero Our last gig on the road had me open Counting by the head, it was seven hundred people Hollering out lines I wrote on the way over I was on a plane from LA on a layover Tryna find a way to explain why I stay home That was all I had when I lost my abuelo Crawling out thе bag like a bug out the mail I feel I could roll like a stonе downhill Step into the fog, swam on like a whale I should get the long-barrel gun off the shelf All of my foes get along rather well Sat out by the water, pulled my heart out and you left I was alive, passed the test, took a rest Turned to find out that somebody wasn't really who they said It's a shame how far we've come to still burn down How far we've come to still burn down How far we've come to still burn down (Yeah) How far we've come to still burn down (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Thought if I didn't love me, then you wouldn't either Did too much just as a teen for me to be a preacher Still pourin' pints over scenic to show my guys I ain't leave 'em I'm very healthy and clean, I don't look like what I seen I scraped the polish off, we piled it on the times that my dreams would seem implausible Another kite in the breeze I'm sweepin' sawbucks up and sawdust, so I cough when I breathe Lungs of a carpenter, holes in my palms and my feet I had the line and all the hook, just needed knowledge to feed you Couldn't find it in the books they say they hidin' from negros I grabbed it hiding in the nooks of all my pride in my people I'm your shrine and your sequel When we divide it, look how far we came This shit a comedy, a tragedy, that alternate A nigga play it how it go because it's all the game Nothin', but it all has changed Reason you find me never movin' from this spot for days I been on this shaman thing Sat out by the water, pulled my heart out and you left I was alive, passed the test, took a rest Turned to find out that somebody wasn't really who they said It's a shame how far we've come to still burn down How far we've come to still burn down How far we've come to still burn down How far we've come to still burn down As crazy as **** is, you're crazier to her I ain't crazy I said what I said, if you need me to repeat it, I will I ain't crazy Look at how you're looking at me, that's crazy Go away, like, what is wrong with you? Oh my God, what is wrong with you? Like, bro Just go away, like, go