Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dead Friends, artist - Kirk Knight. Date of issue: 29.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dead Friends |
| Every time I feel alive I think about dead friends |
| The rest is just dead to me |
| Sleeping couch to couch just to find a way in |
| Living on my own now |
| Living on my own now |
| Living on my own now |
| And the truth is over-ridiculed |
| Verdict never human, but something more spiritual |
| But put it through the physical |
| It’s enemies and animals and generalist Hannibals |
| And gotta be acceptables, |
| I never took the corners |
| I was way more diagonal |
| , corner power |
| With the power that he held in the streets so intangible |
| Look up to the kin, know the color of the skin |
| More like a correlation with the nature that’s within |
| Told everybody I was related to him |
| Big homie that is, blaze one up to this |
| I was in a battlefield with the neutralist grounds |
| He was born on the wrong side of the gun sound |
| Intentions, never knew, never seen him pull a trigger |
| But I knew when he came around he never show that figure |
| But the gang signs around him |
| Always gonna make him think of better ways of living life |
| Let me show this little nigga |
| Change directions, reach a popular view |
| Don’t be a knucklehead on Crooks Avenue |
| Don’t be like me, nigga, fight for your dreams |
| I know you do music that will bring your needs |
| Left my comfort zone for two years now |
| Working on career now |
| Then you heard news of the same child |
| Cause I’m around you, lost hope |
| But I made it possible, take your advice |
| Bro, I heard you paint well |
| Dope, don’t do the block, nigga, keep doing you |
| My outlet growing bigger, I support too |
| You did me a favor and I made the move |
| Now I’m a star, least I could do is just pay all my dues |
| News just in, another fallen angel |
| The world is so cruel, my heart turn in two |
| Every time I feel alive I think about dead friends |
| The rest is just dead to me |
| Sleeping couch to couch just to find a way in |
| Living on my own now, living on my own now |
| Living on my own now |
| Every time I feel alive I think about dead friends |
| The rest is just dead to me |
| Sleeping couch to couch just to find a way in |
| Living on my own now, living on my own now |
| Living on my own now |
| I was partially standin' beside him when they parted the Red Sea |
| See the blood on the hydrant and the leaves like 'Ye said |
| They dead, funeral, newspaper like a brand new obituary |
| Rapping my contemporaries, I ain’t gotta think about it |
| I dreamt about it; |
| what’s a demon to a ghetto now? |
| Move around, heard a couple shots in my solitude, hallelu |
| Went right past, that’s what God’ll do |
| They found nutritional value at the base of my conscious |
| It taste like peaches |
| , no nonsense |
| No Noname, no tickets for purchase |
| My market was marketing Gypsy for prophet or profit |
| Cause everybody speaks truth, believe in your words |
| Believe in yourself, the things we dream about |
| And let them feed you |
| Living on my own now |
| Living on my own now |
| Living on my own now |
| Living on my own now |