Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: ScribeНазвание : RememberДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop new zealand kiwi rap mathcore Видео:
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Try to remember when life was slow Try to remember when you were young Try to remember when life was slow Try to remember when you were young [Scribe] You used to be my man, we ran the streets, had a plan to make two-fifty grand Start a rap band, rock the land from here to Japan I used my knowledge to expand my thoughts Caught you trying to sabotage Betrayed me with a kiss, you used to smile as camouflage We used to spar in your garage when we was little Now I write riddles and string together rhythm like fiddles Like skittle sticks, I picked you up, she was thick in the middle Betrayal ain`t new to me In fact it`s the only thing that`s true to me I`m soon to be gone, since I grew to be strong What you`re doing is wrong, and so long as the mic`s in my palm Going out like Genghis Khan in this track Taking it right back to the essence, count my friends as blessings It didn`t take me long to write this song, I learned a lesson Dressing mics like a phenomenom, hanging like gardens to a Babylon But you need the power to keep moving on I`m-a lift you upon my shoulders, and in the end forgive you Watch who you trust, `cos your friends could be your enemies They just pretend to be to hide their true identity Life is love, that`s the way that it was meant to be But love is gone, once erased from the memory [Chorus] [Scribe] Yo, yo ... she was like the warmth of the sun Didn`t think it could be done, she led me to believe she was the one Who`d love me to the end, a friend I could depend on Life got complicated, I knew it from the start She`d be the one who broke my heart My life it fell apart, emptiness took her place But it was the taste of hate, that made me recognise her face Love was gone, without a trace of ever being felt It wasn`t love that helped me when I was down and out I couldn`t cope, my only hope was rope around my neck The only way to escape the things you can`t forget A lesson learned, don`t give your love away unearned `Cos time turns, and hearts burn, can never be returned .. ... to sender, When I think about the bitch I can remember Times that I reached out for her Summer and December Defend her and represent her to the end But had to make a promise to my heart that I could never love again Watch who you trust, `cos your friends could be your enemies They just pretend to be to hide their true identity Life is love, that`s the way that it was meant to be But love is gone, once erased from the memory [Chorus] [Scribe] I was a kid and I was full of life, I didn`t know Things like hate, didn`t even have a chance to grow My parents didn`t know `cos there`s no way that I could tell Them that their angel secretly lived in a private hell Yo, I could smell the alcohol upon his rotten breath I prayed for death as he laid his hands upon my breasts I cried and screamed and said `You`re not allowed to do these things` But he was mean, he told me if I told he`d break my spleen I was a queen but subjected to being disrespected I was infected with this hate without an antiseptic And disgusted with this man with whom my Dad had trusted I tried to fight it, yo but in the end I had to hide it Deep in my soul, What part of `no` didn`t he understand `N` or the `O`, or was it simply `cos he was a man I could have ran and escaped to a foreign land But I stayed, and today it makes me who I am Watch who you trust, `cos your friends could be your enemies They just pretend to be to hide their true identity Life is love, that`s the way that it was meant to be But love is gone, once erased from the memory [Chorus] | Похожие исполнители:
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