Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blown Away, artist - Cocoa Brovaz.
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blown Away |
I got so much trouble on my mind, refuse to lose |
But sometimes the flesh get’s weak |
And I regret the decision I choose |
But I’m not trying to sing the blues |
Cause life goes on, remembering the verse |
Nitty showed me a song |
Kept me calm for a minute though |
Got me mellow when Juda blaze the Cocoa |
But in the back of my mind I still know |
I still got a job to do, for real yo |
Give thanks for the meal, it’s time to peel though |
Lick em off, soon be back to build yo |
On the bricks side where it’s real for sho |
But what’s really buried deep in the mind, no one knows |
My peeps keep me grounded, so my head don’t blow |
It’s a struggle but the more I smoke the more my mind flow |
Losing my mind, tryin' to stay high |
Everybody fuckin wit me, cuz they know I keep a pound of trees |
Cuz I gotta maintain in me |
But I’m losing my mind, tryin to stay high |
Gotta link with my P.N.C |
It’s the life of my man who lived for the root of all evil |
I can’t knock him though, cause we was once consider peoples |
We broke bread at the same chicks crib |
Two ribs we just roughed up |
Gums we just brushed up |
I burglarized my first joint playin with stack money |
Who motto was «I die for it» quote from Stack Money |
Head Capo, cause shots round the Big Apple |
Ain’t never been no punk, my guns bust directly at you |
Would of sworn he was the thoroughest, came through in the prettiest |
Big boy Benz, 500-S series |
Bumpin' «For the Love of Money» by the group the O’Jays |
Spotted the half smoked Philly comin' out the ashtray |
I didn’t even know, just knew my man Mr. Brown |
And I’ve been linkin up with dunn for 3 months now |
Looked at my kiko asked him, which spot he cocked |
He returned the death stare, eyes full of blood shot |
Try to block it wit a chuckle, hit that shit nigga fuck you |
Buck him, pull my coat, just huff on the dust too |
Like it’s cool to be smokin' on the oolahs |
Won’t hit the spliff less I see you twist up the buddhas |
I’m losing my mind, rollin' my dime |
Friend of mine, tryin' to lace my weed |
That’s a muthafuckin' friend I don’t need |
It’s a shame, it’s a shame, how you blamed your man |
For some shit that you been through, but you don’t understand |
It’s a price to pay, the price when you play the game |
If you get up in the game, get hit up in the game |
I seen niggas snitch just to come home quick |
Money came home, but he got hit |
In the bubble whip, with the system in it |
One shot, fire two, then burst |
Shit that’s what happen when you thrust |
You think you comin home, but you meetin chrome |
You really thought you had the throne, cuz you was the bone |
On the block, as the bomb rock, now you |
Under a rock, so the money stop |
Didn’t know the rules of the game so you plan flop |
Niggas seein' a vision, tryin' to make it to the top |
Now I’m losin my mind, gotta take time |
If I wanna roll that weed, cuz you know I gotta roll it in the leaf |
Can’t fuck with no phillies |
I’m losin my mind, smokin my dime |
On the lo lo from these |
Cuz you know them niggas lookin for me |
From some shit back from the 80's |
I’m losin my mind, fuckin wit ya niggas one time… |
I just want all yall to keep the faith, and never lose it |
Coming straight from the heart |
Cause in this game, it’s a struggle |
But I just want you to keep strong, and move along |