Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song N. Michigan Gospel, artist - 99 Neighbors. Date of issue: 23.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
N. Michigan Gospel |
| Who do I take my broken pieces to? |
| I don’t think I can fix a broken piece of you |
| If I hid away you’d find me anywhere I laid |
| How do I justify my peace to you? |
| I feel some pressure been taken over |
| I been so sick of looking over shoulders |
| I been on a coaster |
| Thoughts are going up and down |
| All my enemies always stuck around |
| But my circle getting smaller — Each day |
| Ima shoot my shot a baller — Steve Blake |
| Ima fight for every dollar — Sweepstakes |
| Feel the shock I need a collar |
| I don’t gotta chase my mind I feel high everyday I’m fine |
| If I lie, why the fuck I write |
| To shine time in some potent lines |
| And go glide on a spoken rhymes |
| I’m gon ride put the car in drive |
| And pray life ain’t backwards |
| Good days come after |
| Minutes gon matter |
| My heads in Saturn |
| Can’t live in a pattern |
| Brain gon splatter |
| Who do I take my broken pieces to? |
| I don’t think I can fix a broken piece of you |
| If I hid away you’d find me anywhere I laid |
| How do I justify my peace to you? |
| I wonder if I spent all my life in love with magic |
| And how to make it happen |
| The irony is tragic |
| It’s an all out war disaster |
| (Oh god) |
| Certain things you can’t imagine |
| (My boy) |
| 17 with an Arizona tea |
| Drowning in the lights, camera, action |
| In a world full of fake plastic trees |
| I feel the pressure been building a star in the makin' |
| Its all fun and games till its all for the takin' |
| Its off with your head if your offense lazy |
| So often I’m pressed and depression is crazy |
| I roll solo dolo, my vision is blurry, my windows are shattered, |
| my engine is breakin' |
| So close to the edge and It feels so amazing |
| So pick up the pieces, I’m over this shit |
| This feels like the end of everything I ever wanted |
| Back on road, no looking back on what we started |
| If I had to go, its weighing heavy on my conscious |
| You can pick up all my pieces in the morning |
| This feels like the end of everything I ever wanted |
| Back on road, no looking back on what we started |
| If I had to go, its weighing heavy on my conscious |
| You can pick up all my pieces in the morning |
| Who do I take my broken pieces to? |
| I don’t think I can fix a broken piece of you |
| If I hid away you’d find me anywhere I laid |
| How do I justify my peace to you? |