Song | A King's Nightmare |
Artist | Polo G |
Album | Die A Legend |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作词 : Polo G/Jahmere Tylon |
[00:01.000] | 作曲 : Polo G/Jahmere Tylon |
[00:20.76] | Spittin' verses, I'm desperate, |
[00:22.71] | I need a mansion and a coupe |
[00:24.03] | You done signed over your life |
[00:25.30] | And now you slavin' in the booth |
[00:26.72] | Now we hang ourself with chains, |
[00:28.14] | They used to make us rock a noose |
[00:29.49] | Shorties hoppin' off the porch |
[00:30.71] | 'Cause it ain't s**t else to do |
[00:32.19] | Nothin' but trouble in the hood, |
[00:33.54] | Normal sentence for the youth |
[00:35.00] | You a king, you not a gangster, |
[00:36.43] | I'm just tellin' you the truth |
[00:37.79] | Please just take my word, |
[00:38.88] | 'Cause they done scrambled all the proof |
[00:40.76] | His big bro ain't tryna warn him, |
[00:42.16] | He just taught him how to shoot |
[00:43.52] | Out there warrin' with each other, |
[00:44.82] | Will there ever be a truce? |
[00:46.12] | Why the **** we into it? |
[00:47.33] | I'm going through oppression too |
[00:49.03] | Feel death in the air, |
[00:50.24] | It's like a nightmare, this s**t is scary |
[00:52.21] | Riding for gang, now your casket is gettin' carried |
[00:54.87] | Mama break down, you gettin' put in that cemetery |
[00:57.47] | S**t ****** up my mental, seen too many obituaries |
[01:00.17] | These bodies keep dropping, |
[01:01.50] | Summer cold like it's January |
[01:02.88] | When you die, they gon' praise you, |
[01:04.36] | Now they see that you legendary |
[01:05.85] | Just another cold case, look what they did to Kenneka |
[01:08.39] | Hear them screams after that chopper sing like Aretha |
[01:11.21] | Homicide puddles, I got blood stains on my sneakers |
[01:14.08] | Out here playing life or death, |
[01:15.45] | Tryna run from the reaper |
[01:16.88] | S**t been ****** up at the crib, |
[01:18.17] | Lashin' out on the teacher |
[01:19.63] | Grandma taking me to church, |
[01:21.02] | I fell asleep on that preacher |
[01:22.36] | Chains, clothes, hit the block, hard-headed and eager |
[01:25.25] | We just tryna stay afloat but this s**t gettin' deeper |
[01:28.01] | I'm just tryna talk to you |
[01:29.27] | And tell my life through these speakers |
[01:30.88] | Yeah, I conquered them struggles, |
[01:32.29] | I just had to stay focused |
[01:33.61] | Told myself that I'm the greatest, |
[01:35.00] | I won't wait 'til they notice |
[01:36.48] | Wouldn't nobody help me up when I was down at my lowest |
[01:39.15] | I'm the only one believe when everybody was hopeless |
[01:42.00] | I done got so used to funerals, can't show no emotion |
[01:44.88] | Man, this lifestyle crazy, |
[01:46.05] | Swear this s**t get atrocious |
[01:47.59] | Like one minute on that block, |
[01:48.90] | You just laughing and joking |
[01:50.46] | Now your mans shot up on that ground, |
[01:52.27] | Gasping and choking |
[01:53.25] | In them streets deep, we was mobbin', |
[01:54.61] | Went from innocent to goblins |
[01:56.07] | Had to take, we started robbin', |
[01:57.50] | Catchin' white folks while they joggin |
[01:58.99] | Battle scars, we hate the rain, |
[02:00.31] | Bullet wounds steady throbbin' |
[02:01.73] | Fiends lookin' like zombies, |
[02:03.00] | Half-dead, they just noddin' |
[02:04.58] | That peer pressure comin' at you |
[02:06.12] | And it's too hard to dodge it |
[02:07.29] | Got dreams to make the league, |
[02:08.51] | Late night plans, might sabotage it |
[02:09.83] | My homie made the news, he 'posed to be on ESPN |
[02:12.54] | Came and left the same day, RIP to the twins |
[02:15.44] | Doctor said he could make it but his chances was thin |
[02:18.19] | My homie just came home, did three in the pen' |
[02:20.95] | Back in them streets few weeks later, |
[02:22.31] | Now he locked up again |
[02:23.74] | I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end? |
[02:29.04] | I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end? |
[02:32.75] |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Polo G Jahmere Tylon |
[00:01.000] | zuo qu : Polo G Jahmere Tylon |
[00:20.76] | Spittin' verses, I' m desperate, |
[00:22.71] | I need a mansion and a coupe |
[00:24.03] | You done signed over your life |
[00:25.30] | And now you slavin' in the booth |
[00:26.72] | Now we hang ourself with chains, |
[00:28.14] | They used to make us rock a noose |
[00:29.49] | Shorties hoppin' off the porch |
[00:30.71] | ' Cause it ain' t s t else to do |
[00:32.19] | Nothin' but trouble in the hood, |
[00:33.54] | Normal sentence for the youth |
[00:35.00] | You a king, you not a gangster, |
[00:36.43] | I' m just tellin' you the truth |
[00:37.79] | Please just take my word, |
[00:38.88] | ' Cause they done scrambled all the proof |
[00:40.76] | His big bro ain' t tryna warn him, |
[00:42.16] | He just taught him how to shoot |
[00:43.52] | Out there warrin' with each other, |
[00:44.82] | Will there ever be a truce? |
[00:46.12] | Why the we into it? |
[00:47.33] | I' m going through oppression too |
[00:49.03] | Feel death in the air, |
[00:50.24] | It' s like a nightmare, this s t is scary |
[00:52.21] | Riding for gang, now your casket is gettin' carried |
[00:54.87] | Mama break down, you gettin' put in that cemetery |
[00:57.47] | S t up my mental, seen too many obituaries |
[01:00.17] | These bodies keep dropping, |
[01:01.50] | Summer cold like it' s January |
[01:02.88] | When you die, they gon' praise you, |
[01:04.36] | Now they see that you legendary |
[01:05.85] | Just another cold case, look what they did to Kenneka |
[01:08.39] | Hear them screams after that chopper sing like Aretha |
[01:11.21] | Homicide puddles, I got blood stains on my sneakers |
[01:14.08] | Out here playing life or death, |
[01:15.45] | Tryna run from the reaper |
[01:16.88] | S t been up at the crib, |
[01:18.17] | Lashin' out on the teacher |
[01:19.63] | Grandma taking me to church, |
[01:21.02] | I fell asleep on that preacher |
[01:22.36] | Chains, clothes, hit the block, hardheaded and eager |
[01:25.25] | We just tryna stay afloat but this s t gettin' deeper |
[01:28.01] | I' m just tryna talk to you |
[01:29.27] | And tell my life through these speakers |
[01:30.88] | Yeah, I conquered them struggles, |
[01:32.29] | I just had to stay focused |
[01:33.61] | Told myself that I' m the greatest, |
[01:35.00] | I won' t wait ' til they notice |
[01:36.48] | Wouldn' t nobody help me up when I was down at my lowest |
[01:39.15] | I' m the only one believe when everybody was hopeless |
[01:42.00] | I done got so used to funerals, can' t show no emotion |
[01:44.88] | Man, this lifestyle crazy, |
[01:46.05] | Swear this s t get atrocious |
[01:47.59] | Like one minute on that block, |
[01:48.90] | You just laughing and joking |
[01:50.46] | Now your mans shot up on that ground, |
[01:52.27] | Gasping and choking |
[01:53.25] | In them streets deep, we was mobbin', |
[01:54.61] | Went from innocent to goblins |
[01:56.07] | Had to take, we started robbin', |
[01:57.50] | Catchin' white folks while they joggin |
[01:58.99] | Battle scars, we hate the rain, |
[02:00.31] | Bullet wounds steady throbbin' |
[02:01.73] | Fiends lookin' like zombies, |
[02:03.00] | Halfdead, they just noddin' |
[02:04.58] | That peer pressure comin' at you |
[02:06.12] | And it' s too hard to dodge it |
[02:07.29] | Got dreams to make the league, |
[02:08.51] | Late night plans, might sabotage it |
[02:09.83] | My homie made the news, he ' posed to be on ESPN |
[02:12.54] | Came and left the same day, RIP to the twins |
[02:15.44] | Doctor said he could make it but his chances was thin |
[02:18.19] | My homie just came home, did three in the pen' |
[02:20.95] | Back in them streets few weeks later, |
[02:22.31] | Now he locked up again |
[02:23.74] | I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end? |
[02:29.04] | I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end? |
[02:32.75] |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Polo G Jahmere Tylon |
[00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Polo G Jahmere Tylon |
[00:20.76] | Spittin' verses, I' m desperate, |
[00:22.71] | I need a mansion and a coupe |
[00:24.03] | You done signed over your life |
[00:25.30] | And now you slavin' in the booth |
[00:26.72] | Now we hang ourself with chains, |
[00:28.14] | They used to make us rock a noose |
[00:29.49] | Shorties hoppin' off the porch |
[00:30.71] | ' Cause it ain' t s t else to do |
[00:32.19] | Nothin' but trouble in the hood, |
[00:33.54] | Normal sentence for the youth |
[00:35.00] | You a king, you not a gangster, |
[00:36.43] | I' m just tellin' you the truth |
[00:37.79] | Please just take my word, |
[00:38.88] | ' Cause they done scrambled all the proof |
[00:40.76] | His big bro ain' t tryna warn him, |
[00:42.16] | He just taught him how to shoot |
[00:43.52] | Out there warrin' with each other, |
[00:44.82] | Will there ever be a truce? |
[00:46.12] | Why the we into it? |
[00:47.33] | I' m going through oppression too |
[00:49.03] | Feel death in the air, |
[00:50.24] | It' s like a nightmare, this s t is scary |
[00:52.21] | Riding for gang, now your casket is gettin' carried |
[00:54.87] | Mama break down, you gettin' put in that cemetery |
[00:57.47] | S t up my mental, seen too many obituaries |
[01:00.17] | These bodies keep dropping, |
[01:01.50] | Summer cold like it' s January |
[01:02.88] | When you die, they gon' praise you, |
[01:04.36] | Now they see that you legendary |
[01:05.85] | Just another cold case, look what they did to Kenneka |
[01:08.39] | Hear them screams after that chopper sing like Aretha |
[01:11.21] | Homicide puddles, I got blood stains on my sneakers |
[01:14.08] | Out here playing life or death, |
[01:15.45] | Tryna run from the reaper |
[01:16.88] | S t been up at the crib, |
[01:18.17] | Lashin' out on the teacher |
[01:19.63] | Grandma taking me to church, |
[01:21.02] | I fell asleep on that preacher |
[01:22.36] | Chains, clothes, hit the block, hardheaded and eager |
[01:25.25] | We just tryna stay afloat but this s t gettin' deeper |
[01:28.01] | I' m just tryna talk to you |
[01:29.27] | And tell my life through these speakers |
[01:30.88] | Yeah, I conquered them struggles, |
[01:32.29] | I just had to stay focused |
[01:33.61] | Told myself that I' m the greatest, |
[01:35.00] | I won' t wait ' til they notice |
[01:36.48] | Wouldn' t nobody help me up when I was down at my lowest |
[01:39.15] | I' m the only one believe when everybody was hopeless |
[01:42.00] | I done got so used to funerals, can' t show no emotion |
[01:44.88] | Man, this lifestyle crazy, |
[01:46.05] | Swear this s t get atrocious |
[01:47.59] | Like one minute on that block, |
[01:48.90] | You just laughing and joking |
[01:50.46] | Now your mans shot up on that ground, |
[01:52.27] | Gasping and choking |
[01:53.25] | In them streets deep, we was mobbin', |
[01:54.61] | Went from innocent to goblins |
[01:56.07] | Had to take, we started robbin', |
[01:57.50] | Catchin' white folks while they joggin |
[01:58.99] | Battle scars, we hate the rain, |
[02:00.31] | Bullet wounds steady throbbin' |
[02:01.73] | Fiends lookin' like zombies, |
[02:03.00] | Halfdead, they just noddin' |
[02:04.58] | That peer pressure comin' at you |
[02:06.12] | And it' s too hard to dodge it |
[02:07.29] | Got dreams to make the league, |
[02:08.51] | Late night plans, might sabotage it |
[02:09.83] | My homie made the news, he ' posed to be on ESPN |
[02:12.54] | Came and left the same day, RIP to the twins |
[02:15.44] | Doctor said he could make it but his chances was thin |
[02:18.19] | My homie just came home, did three in the pen' |
[02:20.95] | Back in them streets few weeks later, |
[02:22.31] | Now he locked up again |
[02:23.74] | I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end? |
[02:29.04] | I wonder one day will we wake up? Is the cycle gon' end? |
[02:32.75] |