Sunday, 26 February 2017

Everyone official lyrics (don't sleep)



(verse 1)
Sometimes I wish I was Common for a day, but I’m honest anyway. The pain in my heart, yo I gotta give away. Not to be a plague, but we’re dying for a change. Thought control has us all crying to be strange. From MySpace to Instagram, coming together is in the plan. Gunning for forever, but never given chances. Progression is the lesson of mine. Depression weighs heavy on the mind. Let me define. A physical weight is placed on the mental. Disgrace and hate isn’t simple. Take away all of your vanity and pimples. Family’s an issue for the lost and rebellious. Girls stay alone. Thugs talk to the fellas. The yuppies chase the paper while the gangstas shank a hater. Independent artists wanna make it to the majors. What we have in common? We can’t wait to see The Savior. And none of us wanna hear “Later”. Let’s go

(hook)
Everyone
And I mean everyone
Take it back to the days where passion remains
We all gonna be laughing away
I have to say to everyone
And I mean everyone
When God calls your name, it stops all the fame
So if you go hard, go harder.

(verse 2)
Be clear on what your rights are before you stand up. Think twice before you walk around like “And what?!”. Racism is fear. Faces just appear. We stay living, making decisions in tears. Take a sip. Make a fist. Break a brick. Make a list of what you came to get, and make a break for it. Everything is black and white, but no yin and yang. Which is why I don’t spit with a different name. My shit is plain. Revolution isn’t a game. People crying out religiously. But when you complain, you get hit in the brain by a minister’s cane. To be real, don’t enter the game. But alas, if your interest is fame, than get your acclaim. Just don’t nag when you give up your name. Not trying to discourage. I gotta just nourish. Develop yourself, and then watch yourself flourish.

(hook)
Everyone
And I mean everyone
Take it back to the days where passion remains
We all gonna be laughing away
I have to say to everyone
And I mean everyone
When God calls your name, it stops all the fame
So if you go hard, go harder.









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Jeff, why do you want me to be mean to you?
In addition, why do you want to be mean to me?
I thought we had a bond...

The Money Gang.

GMoney
JMoney
CMoney

I woulda died for y'all.

I mean, there's SEGA, and I'd die for them at the drop of a hat, but yo.
We was here before lil homie.
C'mon now...
















~follow the buzzards~

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