Текст (слова) песни: Pastor Troy - Move to Mars!

Verse 1:

Now who the fuck wouldn`t be fucked up
In the city where crack sells and clientele never tell yo life
A nigga beats his wife, damn it`s hurting me
But I can`t help her man the way this grind be working me
Dodging the narc`s
Cop`s pulling up they fuck with us
Cause we on our corner
Can`t tell `em what I wanna
If I do I`ma gonna
They leave put they just ride the block
I serve my rocks, bump `em out before they next stop
Fake ass cops
Why the fuck these niggas fuck with me
Muthafucker, I`m the one that pay ya salary
Don`t get fired
Green making me so tired
Telling they stories, chasing money so I let them bore me
I know you could have been
All I say is should of been
Fuck reminiscing nigga how many hits ya getting
So I can hit the house
Try to smoke a ounce,
Let the weed protect me
From everything I see in this fucked up reality

Hook: 4x

I`m bout to move to Mars y`all
The world a mess

Verse 2:

So I`m stuck to fearing of myself
I`m nineteen going on death
I should`ve left when I was born
Cutting ambilical`s
The doctor should`ve cut my arm, right at my vein
The pain make`s me smoke the reefer
Helps me relax
It helps me really see this shit, I face the facts
I act like I`m loving life, then I act fo` real
Nigga`s is getting shot, nigga`s is getting killed
But still nothing`s done
Questions asking me how--can I sell to my people
My people won`t help me out
I`m pissed but I can`t pout
Nothing change cause I`m mad
Understand life comes and goes
So I guess it`s a fad
I often had to little, simulator my friend
So you can`t hate me or this game I`m in
I have been with out a damn dime
And it`s fucked up, cause it`s happened more than one time
Therefore I grind
I find myself angry
November 18, God let this world claim me
Against my wishes
But this is how a nigga do ya
Once ya born, it`s like the Lord never knew ya (cause why)
Cause this hell
Ya either sell or ya getting sold
Like we some slaves
Though they say that we free, it`s the same shit today
A better way, don`t lie to me
The realest nigga
All I can see is reality
God told me…

Hook: 8x

I`m bout to move to Mars y`all
The world a mess

Verse 3: Pastor Troy

I`ve seen enough
It`s like I`m seeing the same shit again
Nothing but thugs as friends
Pretend it`s cool
Yeah, pretends it alright
And this nigga begged me for food for the third night-in a row
I didn`t know that my own was so hungry
I wonder if I was a bum would my people disown me
Rather lonely, but than again hell we all alone
To keep me from snapping,
I`m acting up on this songs
The wrong damn nigga
The wrong damn time
The right brand of liquor
The right size dime
I blaze and hit the hennesy
And I realize, this world wasn`t meant for me
Reality

Hook until fade

I`m bout to move to Mars y`all
The world a mess

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Pastor Troy - Move to Mars! Verse 1: Now who the fuck wouldn`t be fucked up In the city where crack sells and clientele never tell yo life A nigga beats his wife, damn it`s hurting me But I can`t help her man the way this grind be working me Dodging the narc`s Cop`s pulling up they fuck with us Cause we on our corner Can`t tell `em what I wanna If I do I`ma gonna They leave put they just ride the block I serve my rocks, bump `em out before they next stop Fake ass cops Why the fuck these niggas fuck with me Muthafucker, I`m the one that pay ya salary Don`t get fired Green making me so tired Telling they stories, chasing money so I let them bore me I know you could have been All I say is should of been Fuck reminiscing nigga how many hits ya getting So I can hit the house Try to smoke a ounce, Let the weed protect me From everything I see in this fucked up reality Hook: 4x I`m bout to move to Mars y`all The world a mess Verse 2: So I`m stuck to fearing of myself I`m nineteen going on death I should`ve left when I was born Cutting ambilical`s The doctor should`ve cut my arm, right at my vein The pain make`s me smoke the reefer Helps me relax It helps me really see this shit, I face the facts I act like I`m loving life, then I act fo` real Nigga`s is getting shot, nigga`s is getting killed But still nothing`s done Questions asking me how--can I sell to my people My people won`t help me out I`m pissed but I can`t pout Nothing change cause I`m mad Understand life comes and goes So I guess it`s a fad I often had to little, simulator my friend So you can`t hate me or this game I`m in I have been with out a damn dime And it`s fucked up, cause it`s happened more than one time Therefore I grind I find myself angry November 18, God let this world claim me Against my wishes But this is how a nigga do ya Once ya born, it`s like the Lord never knew ya (cause why) Cause this hell Ya either sell or ya getting sold Like we some slaves Though they say that we free, it`s the same shit today A better way, don`t lie to me The realest nigga All I can see is reality God told me… Hook: 8x I`m bout to move to Mars y`all The world a mess Verse 3: Pastor Troy I`ve seen enough It`s like I`m seeing the same shit again Nothing but thugs as friends Pretend it`s cool Yeah, pretends it alright And this nigga begged me for food for the third night-in a row I didn`t know that my own was so hungry I wonder if I was a bum would my people disown me Rather lonely, but than again hell we all alone To keep me from snapping, I`m acting up on this songs The wrong damn nigga The wrong damn time The right brand of liquor The right size dime I blaze and hit the hennesy And I realize, this world wasn`t meant for me Reality Hook until fade I`m bout to move to Mars y`all The world a mess Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Move to Mars!: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/115/1/5730.html Все тексты песен: Pastor Troy » Pastor Troy - We Want Some Answers » Pastor Troy - Get `Em Up » Pastor Troy - ChugaLug » Pastor Troy - Above The Law » Pastor Troy - For Survival » Pastor Troy - God Bless America » Pastor Troy - We Dem Georgia Boyz » Pastor Troy - Murda Man » Pastor Troy - It`s Too Late Now, We Ready! » Pastor Troy - No Mo Play In GA Pt. 2 » Pastor Troy - Face Off » Pastor Troy - About to Go Down » Pastor Troy - Look What Im Going Thru » Pastor Troy - No Mo Play in GA Pt. 2 » Pastor Troy - Fuck Them Niggaz » Pastor Troy - Intro » Pastor Troy - The Intro » Pastor Troy - Help Me Rhonda » Pastor Troy - When He Comes » Pastor Troy - No More Play In Ga Рекомендуем скачать: » Шухрат Хусаинов - Сбежать от дурочки-разлучницы... » Шелег Михаил - СВЕТЛЫЙ АНГЕЛ » Шухрат Хусаинов - Колыбельная для печали » Шамиль Абряров - Давай сыграем в ту войну... » Шухрат Хусаинов - По монеткам, по минуткам... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Из жизни замечательных утюгов » Шуфутинский Михаил - Побег » Шухрат Хусаинов - О, этот вечер напоен ядом... » Шура, Shura - Твори добро » Шура - Вечность » Шуфутинский Михаил - Зимний вечер » Шамиль Абряров - Белый флаг » Школин Андрей - Над Воронежской тюрьмой » Шуфутинский Михаил - Море, море » Шухрат Хусаинов - Я закрою дом на два замка... » Шамиль Абряров - Он во сне репетирует жизнь... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Аптекарь » Шелег Михаил - ЗА УДАЧУ ! » Шуфутинский Михаил - Гоп-стоп » Шелег Михаил - ОДИН
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