Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All In, artist - The Grouch. Date of issue: 20.04.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: G&E
Song language: English
All In |
| To me it seems youve lost your steam |
| Your steam it seems youve lost it, lost it Demons haunt your thinking, freedom gone |
| And all exhausted (exhausted) |
| Dreaming dreams of fortune, all your deeds |
| Are all impromptu and not in synch with laws |
| And warnings never heeded while you block them |
| Marching forth and choosing what to keep and leave |
| Consistently youre falling, all or nothing |
| Please Ill tweak it out, I think Im on to something |
| Now youre beat to pieces and the pieces and the parts are busted |
| All your greatest thinking got you sinking in the rotten gutter |
| Now its nothing left, but everything to gain |
| No options, so you walk the narrow steps to the domains |
| That have been calling soldier |
| All of the resistance kept you out from what is within |
| If you follow it, it rises from inside ya up and over, ALL IN! |
| Chorus (Pigeon John) |
| Spent half my life on a search for nothin |
| I came up with somethin |
| Its on again! |
| I found myself by the river and jumped in! |
| Its all or nothing, gotta be all in Be all in, gotta be all in, be all in Yeah its all or nothing! |
| Be all in, gotta be all in, be all in Yeah its all or nothing |
| Verse 2 (The Grouch) |
| To make me feel right |
| Give me wealth and real life |
| And then mix it together like popcorn and butter right |
| Over the Tapatio, sit and I talk to Rio |
| Listening to music like that old Inner City Grios |
| Pretty females all in my life |
| Yup, thats how it had to be so now I call one my wife |
| Give me my order organic |
| I need my border Hispanic |
| I mean I love it in Cali |
| But out in Maui its woww-wee |
| So, somebody get me a ticket |
| No need for packing a biscuit |
| I want more laughing and giggling |
| Need more passion and wisdom |
| Give some and take some |
| I dont want no fake ones |
| If I need new friends then Ill make some |
| Chorus |
| Verse 3 (Eligh) |
| Put your hands up high when I step on stage |
| God to my side microphone on blaze |
| Wanna be on point, brand new white shoes |
| Need to be in the cut, cause I paid my dues |
| Need to hear good news, when I make moves |
| Need to make music if I wanna eat food |
| Need to make a meeting if I wanna stay clean |
| Dont wanna be a dope fiend |
| Keeping that beam up, on the back of my neck |
| When I trek with a team on the road that be acting a wreck |
| Need a book full of hope and a bag full of tools |
| Combat the demons that sleep in my shoes |
| Need a pad and a pen to release all the pain |
| At it again, playing the game, not staying the same |
| Changing the patterns of thought on a man |
| Cause Im all in Refrain (The Grouch) |
| Its all or nothing baby |
| Its never, ever maybe |
| You think I might be crazy |
| But I gotta be all in! |
| (X2) |
| Refrain (Pigeon John) |
| Its all or nothing baby |
| Its never, ever maybe |
| You think I might be crazy |
| But I gotta be all in! |
| (X2) |
| Chorus |