Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Voices, artist - Ed O.G. Date of issue: 01.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Voices |
| Yo, just let it run |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Worldwide |
| Yo |
| I know this cat, check it |
| Worldwide |
| Y’all know me, fresh parol-e |
| Come home to a Cadillac truck and roll-e |
| Them young homeys? |
| They pay me like they owe me |
| Will die defending ice like a goalie |
| I slow dance with the money grind slowly |
| The system ain’t corrupt it’s unholy |
| My P.O. |
| can’t control me |
| Solely |
| Cause she’s phony |
| Been married to the game, 20 years of matrimony |
| Snitches got the words, they sing like karoake |
| Back and forth to court, damn they almost broke me |
| So now I play the low key |
| A proven veteran, and none of y’all can coach me |
| You got questions' I’m the worst one to ask |
| You got beef? |
| The first one to blast |
| Cause all the dirt from my past |
| See my life flash when lights flash |
| How long will my life last? |
| Yo I hear voices |
| Ready made choices |
| Go all-out, time to show them where the force is |
| New York to Boston we strive for the best |
| World-wide: north, south, east and the west |
| Heat risin' above |
| From the heart we show love |
| It’s my life |
| Time to get my mind right |
| Stay focused and avoid confrontation |
| It’s Edo G spitting real situations |
| Yo I got to get my mind right |
| My plan and design right |
| To find life |
| Start a fire on a dry night |
| I watch you with excitement like a highlight |
| Live the high life |
| Probably die trife |
| But it’s my life |
| Filled with images |
| The snake that you fuckin' with is venomous |
| Our love limitless |
| But the everday struggles of life made the whole shit strenous |
| Now it’s hard for us to coexist |
| Cause we been there already and both know the risk |
| I’m on your short list |
| Threaten me with restraining orders |
| And want to put me on a court list |
| No strings attached like a cordless |
| Child support, I can’t afford this |
| You see clear |
| Got thousands in the rear |
| But you love to see fear |
| And I shed tears |
| Mmm.mmm |
| I couldn’t imagine |
| The gun flashin |
| Bullets hit 'em to a backspin |
| No compassion |
| Companies still cashin' |
| That’s why I’m ration |
| Hoodied up like it’s fall fashion |
| When they breaking you a small ration |
| It’s only funny when we all laughin' |
| When the moneys all cashed in |
| And it’s an equal playing field |
| Eyes are staying peeled |
| On the off duty cop |
| With a weapon that’s concealed |
| Never showed his shield |
| But pulled out his gat |
| Put one in his back |
| He got a harder style |
| Didn’t get no charges filed |
| So he got a larger smile |
| And he laughin at us |
| Didn’t get no bad press |
| Fuck his status cause we know his address |
| There ain’t no getaway route |
| We 'bout to show him a better way out |
| Spittin that real |
| 2k4 fo sho |