Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pack My Bags And Leave (Produced By Msm), artist - Black The Ripper. Album song The Edmonton Dream, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Magic Entertainment
Song language: English
Pack My Bags And Leave (Produced By Msm) |
MSM on Production |
Its Back the Ripper |
And like right now I’m feeling a bit |
I don’t even know like |
I just want to get away |
I just want to get away |
Just for a little bit |
I just need sometime away |
But its a lot my passport ran out *laughs* |
1st Verse |
Certain times I don’t want to talk to no one |
Leave me alone im rolling on my lonesome |
When I’m stressed out I bring the s out and roll some |
Your highness stays high fly and righteous |
Every time I touch the mic its a different feeling |
I ain’t like them I spit with meaning |
I’m trying to fight my demons |
At the same time cry for freedom |
I never been one to hide my feelings |
I write till the pen is bleeding |
Screaming allow it, round here |
We don’t respect cowards |
We respect money and power |
No 9 to 5 so we move at least ounce |
Every hour and we ain’t even caking off this shit |
Just trying to survive in this shitty city |
Blood We are all born to die |
Parents mourn and cry asking the lord why |
I just check my rasta connect for the thai because |
I always take time to admire the stars |
Analyze life and get away from my spas |
A little time to breathe it is a little time for me |
If I was invited to heaven I’d pack my bags and leave |
2nd Verse |
Certain times I don’t want to answer my phone |
Whatever question you wanna ask leave it after the tone |
My numbers always get hotted |
My phone is always popping |
Believe I just want to pack my bags and leave |
With a couple bags of weed |
A few books thats me I’ll be back in a bit |
Don’t harass me little shit ringing my line asking to clash me |
How am mean’t to be happy in this world full of depression |
Can’t even walk in a room full of goons without feeling |
Tension and smelling death in the air cuz its real talk |
Ask most of the youngers if they want to die |
They’ll reply I don’t care I swear there’s no fear |
In people round here staring with hard faces |
I pray for a better day but I doubt its coming so fuck it |
I need to get away |