| There ain’t no happy endings, 'cause nothing really ends
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| When your life is over, another begins
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| And that’s the way it works in the circle of life
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| Balancing those good days with the times of strife
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| There ain’t no happy endings, 'cause nothing really ends
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| When this life is over, another begins
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| And that’s the way it works in the circle of life
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| Balancing these good days in these times of strife
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| I’m just trying to make it
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| Life’s precious for granted I’ll never take it
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| Every breath I breathe to me is sacred
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| Back when I was young, my only love was football and my mama
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| Learn to use curse words before I ever used a comma
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| Little bad ass
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| All I liked in school was gym and art class
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| Life’s changin', I was age ten when my pop passed
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| His love for cancer sticks and alcohol prove to be tragic
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| My fam’s seen it all we became immune to havoc
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| My lyrics is satisfaction to those who use to be addicts
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| Soothin' the beast within all those who use to be savage
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| I advocate the acronym F.U.B.U. |
| speak to
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| As if my tongue was tattooed with the word uhuru
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| Using my freestyle to emancipate mind states
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| Fuck 21, I’d like to live to see 9−8
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| But this world’s got me going bananas like a primate
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| People you thought you knew full of surprises like a blind date
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| And I hate
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| Cash flashing niggas with a passion
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| More to life than dollars and rockin' the latest fashion
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| Seems like we either wanna play ball or be assassins
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| While children go to bed to lullabies of guns blastin'
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| No matter the weather
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| I’m striving to make it better
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| But my motto is a contradiction «Never say never!»
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| I will not
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| I remain poetic like Gil Scott
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| So stand up, get up
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| My people keep your head up!
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| And live everyday like it’s your last
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| 'Cause life only get harder as time goes past
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| And yo, the sun might not come out tomorrow
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| Don’t let your life end in sorrow
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| That’s why you live everyday like it’s your last
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| 'Cause life only get harder as time go past
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| And yo, the sun might not come out tomorrow
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| Don’t let your life end in sorrow
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| -HOOK-
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| I try to live day by day without a fear or a worry
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| It’s no time to waste I make moves in a hurry
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| Used to be so clear now my vision’s getting blurry
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| Streets is hotter than Tabasco sauce on chicken curry
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| Bullets fly from guns with no target in particular
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| Fatally hittin' ya
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| Leavin' bodies perpendicular
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| To those still existin'
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| Silencers hissin'
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| Piercin' the darkness
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| Bringin' forth another carcass
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| Total bedlam, swear these streets is infested
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| Filled with the many horrors that the devil manifested
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| Children molested
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| Nuclear weapons being tested
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| Somehow I avoided being shot or arrested
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| Brothers tried to bring it to me
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| Send slugs through me
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| Almost was bodied thrice back when I was just a juvy
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| Hard to deal thought about putting one in my own temple
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| Permanent scars on my physical and my mental
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| Sometimes I’m glad my niece is no longer around to see this
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| Not a trace of unity society’s in pieces
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| Liquor spattered on concrete to mourn those that we miss
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| Watch day and night, controlled by unseen leashes
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| Watch day and night, controlled by unseen leashes
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| Watch day and night, controlled by unseen leashes
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| Yo, but no matter what…
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| You know something?
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| This is what you gotta do…
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| -BRIDGE-
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| -HOOK- |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ain't No Happy Endings , by - Substantial. Song from the album To This Union a Sun Was Born, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп