Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Reversal, artist - Dilated Peoples. Album song Directors Of Photography, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
The Reversal |
When they change tones they go off the days on |
They go on I’m home |
I roam the Venice district by the time I hit |
My first chick, I was distant and aside from it |
I’ve had trust problems every month, it is now an issue |
My life as a dog is now wag the tail official |
Put a stage on the yacht, I’ll rock the boat out in Bristol |
It’s Dilated Peoples like we’re made into a missile |
(Where they at? Sing along) |
That’s my word, I met the best of the best |
And let me tell you they’re herbs, I met the worst of the worst |
And those were people to meet, it’s like the game’s all reversed |
So I’m just working on me |
I’m miseducated, Lauryn Hill made it possible |
Undo anything I’ve known becomes the obstacle |
I’m trying to go blank and throw the old paintings out |
Garage sale, Sunday when the rain is out |
'Tis the season for no reason, time to let it go |
I didn’t smoke today cause everybody’s on that medical |
I’m on a schedule, maybe on a edible |
And history is to repeat itself then it ain’t set in stone |
I never told my mom I would make it big |
I just said, «you'll be proud of your kid» |
«Fuck the world» is what my statement is |
I state my name then I state my biz |
And it’s on |
I captured moments and I never shook the Polaroid |
High as fuck, head in the clouds, I’m on that null and void |
Control the substance of my language, when I laid it out I said it’s dangerous |
I said what goes around is coming back around in angles |
Lord forgive my sins |
From when the first one started till the last one ends |
For every time I thought about sales and spins |
Worship of a Benz and birds before friends |
Was certain when I came until the game and still the same today |
About the crowd I keep, sound the beats, about the moves I make |
About the rules at stake |
Moving with a jewel to take and still rock a gold chain |
For Slick Rick the Ruler’s sake |
At times like these I hold my wallet tight and eye my tress |
Never saying that I’m out of my league |
I’m staying separate at six degrees and it’s on |