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• Artiste: Tech N9ne
• Titre: Livin In The Sky
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I didn't write no sad song for my people that passed on All the homies I have known real Now ya flesh we had gone, and I'm wonderin where'd You go cause your time on Earth ain't last long Tell me! Hey! (Wussup?) We're livin in the sky Free Hey! (Wussup?) We're livin in the sky Free Dajuan Fletcher D. Blade The Doll Tech Boss These days A non-lecture, But a calm gesture Bout the bomb records we made from Aaron's sector he fades When upon death Bruh belaid on a long stretcher When a pawn Test ya A mom stress cause we slaves Tuh the guns, tuh the funds, race to the heavens He won all of this turbulence and disturbances around The city he he's free from! So there's the fax, not Allota people in the hood to spare the blacks But every once in a while I think about my homie and wonder Where ya at? Hey! (Wussup?) We're livin in the sky Free Hey! (Wussup?) We're livin in the sky Free Leo White Bear We know ya right there Next to your brother, Mike And another life And it be no fights there Our last discussion On the phone we both were chucklin I busted a verse For you then you said Aaron be bustin! A fan you seen In me when you and your brothers hit them dance routines Clean If you was here in the flesh, you'd be proud I'm all over the globe rockin crowds And a voice inside of me, tells me to look up in the clouds! Hey! (Wussup?) We're livin in the sky Free Hey! (Wussup?) We're livin in the sky Free Johnny Davis You'd be happy Donny made it And I became my mommy's favorite Rap artist But now moms belated Just like you good Brethren I really want to know would heaven Discard the police report And then delete the court To welcome in a hood legend All this love is upon ya for sho They say you had a gun but on tho one I wont Dishonor the Bro We don't want that trauma ta grow! Gone and not forgotten The kinda brother I'm talkin about is not The cotton Strong in this song I know you Got the offering ya soul Johnny I want to thank God Fa watchin! Hey! (Wussup?) We're livin in the sky Free Hey! (Wussup?) We're livin in the sky Free