Paroles de Rags To Riches ft. Wonder Brown
background speaking: "Imagine, you say the first three. You get to point two and you're gonna say, alright, since my expectations are really the blueprint of how I'm gonna live a happy life...and it looks like I have to give that up."[[THEORY:]]
Mama it's cold out here
we gotta turn the oven on to keep warm
plus I'm starving, when are we gon' get our eat on?
Me and my brother share the same clothes pointed and laughed at
at school feeling like this ol' life is a rat trap
crack addicts harass us daily, they aint safe from sin
I call 'em Rob Zombies 'cause they be breakin' in our house
they rob us for our tables & couch
air conditioners, microwaves
lookin for a brighter day
scratchin the surface, rappin the verses
that bring us everyday struggle
snatchin the purses-
that's my everyday hustle
passin the curses to lil bro
anything just to get a little dough
a little slow on the come up
we're practically homeless and lifeless
love me, mama just hug me
hit the lightswitch
love me, mama just hug me
hit the lightswitch
priceless, I wanna move on from rags to rhiteous. [[WONDER BROWN:]]
Mama it's cold in here
alone with no cloath in fear
tryin ta cope with their overdose approaching near
raise cane in this day and age and hope be here
that cope's a slippy soap from it's lonesome years
penitentary peers, elementary, we're
it's elementary dear that we was meant to be here
spending sentences where the only diction was creed, clearly steered of the bully bullyin'
fully geared like foampits?? with chains
shackles in ordain to be slain
maintain then strung out for more pains
but, love hangs in these frames
and hopes for more days to raise past
from which presents of promise to poor ways,
it's strange how my isolation can change
them cracks and them breaks and them paved lanes for ways
to bring back when ways of cain enslaved strain
and pray these wraths will pass when my faith remains...
from rags to riches......etc
at school feeling like this ol' life is a rat trap
crack addicts harass us daily, they aint safe from sin
I call 'em Rob Zombies 'cause they be breakin' in our house
they rob us for our tables & couch
air conditioners, microwaves
lookin for a brighter day
scratchin the surface, rappin the verses
that bring us everyday struggle
snatchin the purses-
that's my everyday hustle
passin the curses to lil bro
anything just to get a little dough
a little slow on the come up
we're practically homeless and lifeless
love me, mama just hug me
hit the lightswitch
love me, mama just hug me
hit the lightswitch
priceless, I wanna move on from rags to rhiteous. [[WONDER BROWN:]]
Mama it's cold in here
alone with no cloath in fear
tryin ta cope with their overdose approaching near
raise cane in this day and age and hope be here
that cope's a slippy soap from it's lonesome years
penitentary peers, elementary, we're
it's elementary dear that we was meant to be here
spending sentences where the only diction was creed, clearly steered of the bully bullyin'
fully geared like foampits?? with chains
shackles in ordain to be slain
maintain then strung out for more pains
but, love hangs in these frames
and hopes for more days to raise past
from which presents of promise to poor ways,
it's strange how my isolation can change
them cracks and them breaks and them paved lanes for ways
to bring back when ways of cain enslaved strain
and pray these wraths will pass when my faith remains...
from rags to riches......etc
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