[Ché Noir] I put the hands of time on my keyboard Mental piano, I'm playing a C chord I feel like a resource for niggas, I feel like I'm reborn Because the pain of moving quick but cautious Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, my step, you'll get exhausted The tears I cried was big enough to swim a dolphin I did it all for results of niggas who love me wrong I ate fruit from the money tree right in front of God Life is like the mother and, death is the Uncle Tom I cut ties with backstabbers, they gave me scissors Been through thick and thin, it's funny how greed can make you thinner Lived in sin, raised with killers, nigga I can't forget what I seen 'cause every time that I blink, my brain would take a picture I hate the flash, I try to hide where I can No self esteem, I couldn't see my worth outside of a man I was making loose decisions that I knew was senseless He blindly swept me off my feet and made me superstitious (Yo)
[Rome Streetz, Ché Noir] Just make sure that every choice that you make wise Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes Living fast, mommy told me take time (Time, nigga) And make sure that every choice that you make wise Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes Living fast, mommy told me take time (Yeah, yuh)
[Ché Noir] Peep the lines in my verses, at 3 my eye was observant And as a teen, my mind was determined, so I deserve it I bleed like the knives of a surgeon, wine of a serpent I plead to Christ, I got urges, crying in churches Life's a book, gotta read it between the lines, it's in cursive Shoot a diss, now I gotta think, decide if it's worth it 'Cause I don't play fair how you bleeding, dying with nurses I wipe and clean evidence, got a bleach and dye with detergent Bitch, I spit jewels, that's the only time that I switch moves Quick move, I turn a hating nigga to fish food I sip booze, recline in front of a big pool Bitch, I'm in a class of my own, you niggas skip school I remember trying stretch 10 Gs They debate about the top 5 best MCs You gotta take someone back if it ain't Che love of rap Women spitting harder than these niggas they love to gas, facts
[Rome Streetz, Ché Noir] Make sure that every choice that you make wise Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes Living fast, mommy told me take time (Time, nigga) And make sure that every choice that you make wise Before I chop the head, I look straight in the snake eyes Rather leave you for dead than coincide with your fake vibes Living fast, mommy told me take time (Take ya time nigga)
[Ché Noir] Yeah, yeah, make wise Yeah, snake eyes Yeah, yeah Uh, uh Take ya time nigga, uh Take ya time niggaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
