Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ital , by - Raashan Ahmad. Song from the album Ceremony, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 14.04.2013
Record label: Jakarta
Song language: English
Ital |
| Observe yourself to see if its them or you |
| Enjoy yourself like that one day |
| Observe yourself to see if its them or you |
| Enjoy yourself like that one day |
| Peace peace love be exactly where I’m at |
| Lean back let the track blow race of the rats |
| What it be bob marley said word to the dread |
| What it’s all about high speed on the wrong route |
| Life on the daily party with the homies |
| Is shots and the weed best way to feed lonely |
| Nights in the heaven days living hell |
| Mama said keep faith no bail in jail |
| With my orange jump suit and my tough guy step |
| Told my celly I’m from dena start asking bout sets |
| You a block crip Denver lane nah I don’t bang dude |
| Always been a b-boy stayed away from gang feuds |
| And now I’m writing in the clouds |
| Far away from home so alone in the crowds |
| Rocking to the bass lines live without caution |
| Remind me of them dance days back in mark’s Datsun |
| Cars beat but the car got bang |
| Big homies on the scene said do your thang |
| So I’m still on my cool Californian edition |
| Where the cops kill kids and the daddy’s gone missing |
| And everywhere I go be exactly where I’m at |
| So no matter I go I’ma still feel that like this |
| Observe yourself to see if its them or you |
| Enjoy yourself like that one day |
| Observe yourself to see if its them or you |
| Enjoy yourself like that one day |
| Can you imagine what this feel like reading with my son |
| Far away from the ghetto and the guns |
| The sun shine through the field |
| Gotta yield feel so divine |
| But the most beautiful be the mind |
| So what a crime what a loss |
| How the school make workers |
| Story be the new tear jerkers |
| How to find purpose with the so called pimps and the police pushing |
| Gotta find a way keep booking |
| Nah not looking for the heaven search for the dollar |
| One day soda next day odwalla |
| Who we gonna follow people lost hope |
| And everyone a prophet every time they post |
| High dose high times mind natural in the heavens |
| Bodies in this hell till you master god lessons |
| God essence see the verse seem scattered |
| At night with the starts screaming money don’t matter |
| And it seems dreams ain’t so far the dark meet night |
| We gotta find a new way right |
| Eyesight on my son bike wheeling through the park |
| Reminiscing on my pop in his buick skylark |
| Like this listening to the music like this |
| Observe yourself to see if its them or you |
| Enjoy yourself like that one day |
| Observe yourself to see if its them or you |
| Enjoy yourself like that one day |