Intro : Red
The
Show back in this, all around me, the shadows surround me. The eyez of the man above me. Grace land. And they said that no man shall fear no one but god, and the turn of the roses goes dark blue for every bruise it feels like it's true. Graceland
Hook : The man within thee, the dark grounds, the hell it just only bleeds. Do you see me down there, I'm going down and out, the loud routs
Verse 1 : I don't like to die inside, don't drill me. I'm solving many cases but don't get enough results too many mysteries. Frames and photos all polluted, quotes of dying rappers and I quoted. Witness the scene of the greatest it awaits, down on both knees envisioning the white tunnel and I create. Pens of dark blues, I see the foes when they finish killing, remind me dreaming of the the day I die, and I'm still winning. No matter if they kill me, bless my tomb, and whole cast of my unwritten rules. Stashed papers of songs, not dying yet, and I refuse to lose. In this camp I survive till that day , Graceland come and save me because they want to take me away. Let's go deep in the mind of a winner, let alone a psycho killing inside. A unforgettable scream of pain, and I want to go back in time. Get me off the DL, and I'll walk pass the gates of hell, let it burn, slowly burn, I'm going ape shit until it's my turn. Reload my magazine and a Glock I'm not taking any lives for dinner, plus shooting too many only kills many creating more losers than winners. Fuck everyone if they can't understand, it's just a law of creations, and the stolen land, please Graceland
Hook : The man within thee, the dark grounds, the hell it just only bleeds. Do you see me down there, I'm going down and out, the loud routs
Verse 2 : Kids is full of fear and they disown them, got adults acting like kids instead of owning them. Never open they eyez that the time is now and they just fisting. See drugs and killers on the lose, and they all go to prison. They say it's too funny but hardly crack a smile, they wonder how long they have to stay looking serious for a long whole while. We can't be too humble if we lose in this world, so many smiles on dark faces like facing the demons everyday it's the world spinning around in another swirl. Many lives to live, and so many to lose, I wonder if heaven is just the same except I have a chance to choose. It's you and I on a trip down the surrounding gates, standing outside figuring out how we can escape our fate. To the kids playing outside having fun, and it's all said and done that they'll grow up to become someone, I just hope they don't trip and start to run. When the lights go out and the darkness awaits, our fate is replaced with the man up stairs, through my eyez it grows bigger, graceland !!!
Hook : The man within thee, the dark grounds, the hell it just only bleeds. Do you see me down there, I'm going down and out, the loud routs
Verse 3 : Looking out my window they looking at me, since the cats roam the streets, it's the same price you pay when you suffer from the disease. The kids die now, coming up from the grave leaving the cemetery playing in a maze. Gunshots in the air flying air bullets fires into a blaze. A mix of soda and soap, Masta flows in that soft coke, forever living for today and they say you can't survive today without having at least one wish to relieve all the pain. Graceland come home at take over this game
Verse 4 : Look at all the faces on the balcony looking down, and frowning me. Soul pressure evolving, striking hard heads in fact. React quick with the deep blows my head spins out in logic still intact. Riding in a spinning car no disregard, when they drive by they can't see me, my tinted windows block my inner vision in me, my soul creeps through your inner self, your gun can't fire one bullet let alone shoot the flying stars. First you see my heat fires better than a overnight successor, and I ain't the type of man to give you that type of solution, cause words are just expressions of thought, they don't even know me and how they still mumble all that junk, that's when they pray for forgiveness, but god can't just bail everyone out, it's the same story all over again. Maybe you should face the real and never let up, everyone keep ya head up, to all my people looking to survive this crazy world just keep fighting all the fed ups
Bridge : First things first, relieve each break, it's best if you stay real than a fake, we rebels walking down a miracle lake, and to this shit I got to take, I don't want a break, without a trait how we live to meet our fate, it take only one bad mistake ( 2x)
Hook : The man within thee, the dark grounds, the hell it just only bleeds. Do you see me down there, I'm going down and out, the loud routs
During Hook : We see the darkness awaits in the distance waiting to come and take us, as life can be anymore different than living in a cell, we miss flying bullets, and our ghost just pulls within in us, Graceland will come and save us, as we staring in the distance driving down the memory lane. It's graceland, it's graceland
Outro : Red
The
Show, from the Bay, the real, effort, and determined, how many ways, so many ways ( as Warren G would say )
The
Show back in this, all around me, the shadows surround me. The eyez of the man above me. Grace land. And they said that no man shall fear no one but god, and the turn of the roses goes dark blue for every bruise it feels like it's true. Graceland
Hook : The man within thee, the dark grounds, the hell it just only bleeds. Do you see me down there, I'm going down and out, the loud routs
Verse 1 : I don't like to die inside, don't drill me. I'm solving many cases but don't get enough results too many mysteries. Frames and photos all polluted, quotes of dying rappers and I quoted. Witness the scene of the greatest it awaits, down on both knees envisioning the white tunnel and I create. Pens of dark blues, I see the foes when they finish killing, remind me dreaming of the the day I die, and I'm still winning. No matter if they kill me, bless my tomb, and whole cast of my unwritten rules. Stashed papers of songs, not dying yet, and I refuse to lose. In this camp I survive till that day , Graceland come and save me because they want to take me away. Let's go deep in the mind of a winner, let alone a psycho killing inside. A unforgettable scream of pain, and I want to go back in time. Get me off the DL, and I'll walk pass the gates of hell, let it burn, slowly burn, I'm going ape shit until it's my turn. Reload my magazine and a Glock I'm not taking any lives for dinner, plus shooting too many only kills many creating more losers than winners. Fuck everyone if they can't understand, it's just a law of creations, and the stolen land, please Graceland
Hook : The man within thee, the dark grounds, the hell it just only bleeds. Do you see me down there, I'm going down and out, the loud routs
Verse 2 : Kids is full of fear and they disown them, got adults acting like kids instead of owning them. Never open they eyez that the time is now and they just fisting. See drugs and killers on the lose, and they all go to prison. They say it's too funny but hardly crack a smile, they wonder how long they have to stay looking serious for a long whole while. We can't be too humble if we lose in this world, so many smiles on dark faces like facing the demons everyday it's the world spinning around in another swirl. Many lives to live, and so many to lose, I wonder if heaven is just the same except I have a chance to choose. It's you and I on a trip down the surrounding gates, standing outside figuring out how we can escape our fate. To the kids playing outside having fun, and it's all said and done that they'll grow up to become someone, I just hope they don't trip and start to run. When the lights go out and the darkness awaits, our fate is replaced with the man up stairs, through my eyez it grows bigger, graceland !!!
Hook : The man within thee, the dark grounds, the hell it just only bleeds. Do you see me down there, I'm going down and out, the loud routs
Verse 3 : Looking out my window they looking at me, since the cats roam the streets, it's the same price you pay when you suffer from the disease. The kids die now, coming up from the grave leaving the cemetery playing in a maze. Gunshots in the air flying air bullets fires into a blaze. A mix of soda and soap, Masta flows in that soft coke, forever living for today and they say you can't survive today without having at least one wish to relieve all the pain. Graceland come home at take over this game
Verse 4 : Look at all the faces on the balcony looking down, and frowning me. Soul pressure evolving, striking hard heads in fact. React quick with the deep blows my head spins out in logic still intact. Riding in a spinning car no disregard, when they drive by they can't see me, my tinted windows block my inner vision in me, my soul creeps through your inner self, your gun can't fire one bullet let alone shoot the flying stars. First you see my heat fires better than a overnight successor, and I ain't the type of man to give you that type of solution, cause words are just expressions of thought, they don't even know me and how they still mumble all that junk, that's when they pray for forgiveness, but god can't just bail everyone out, it's the same story all over again. Maybe you should face the real and never let up, everyone keep ya head up, to all my people looking to survive this crazy world just keep fighting all the fed ups
Bridge : First things first, relieve each break, it's best if you stay real than a fake, we rebels walking down a miracle lake, and to this shit I got to take, I don't want a break, without a trait how we live to meet our fate, it take only one bad mistake ( 2x)
Hook : The man within thee, the dark grounds, the hell it just only bleeds. Do you see me down there, I'm going down and out, the loud routs
During Hook : We see the darkness awaits in the distance waiting to come and take us, as life can be anymore different than living in a cell, we miss flying bullets, and our ghost just pulls within in us, Graceland will come and save us, as we staring in the distance driving down the memory lane. It's graceland, it's graceland
Outro : Red
The
Show, from the Bay, the real, effort, and determined, how many ways, so many ways ( as Warren G would say )
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