Chelsea Reject - 47 lyrics

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Chelsea Reject - 47 lyrics

[Verse 1: Chelsea Reject] Yo, walking through the city that I like to claim is mine Please don't try to talk to me if you're gon' waste my time Awkwardly stepping all over these decrepit Rick's Representing life is a movie leave them all in suspense Momma heard that I'm spittin' Askin if I been gettin' high But I don't know the difference Cause even when I feel low and I'm sober, I'm lifted (Wait a minute, give it time, give it time) I just gotta stay commited This is the sh** that I love Really putting everything all align So I know that I can't give it up See I try to go to an Arts school But I learned that the canvas is us So I dropped out of that Art school f** a degree I need a craft right now Need to make life count Mean something to me when i'm smoking that loud I branch out, til he ain't f**in' with me Sooooo Lookin' at the past current events like how could you be so cold Love and marry so old Even doh' I wouldn't dose 'em, like we good though Ask me for a feature though [Hook: T'nah Apex] Ask me for a feature though Look at me when you count'cho dough Let you know that it's on the flo' Burnin', burnin', burnin' Don't come to me Don't come to me I'll drop a seed I'll just sleep, stretch the week Crumble under tread and feet Don't come to me I'll drop a seed I'll just leave, stretch the week Crumble under tread and feet [Verse 2: Kirk Knight] No honor among thieves these days How am I suppose to feel these days Faces change like mitosis Who could come the closest to the finish line Never studied but seem to osmosis Knowing that the knowledge is more potent But so different, feelin' like I'm suppose holster 'listic pigs throw the dirt on they name Demons sayin' angels aim on people slavin' over stoves Overdose ain't cracked up to be But more unhappily mind states Malady the crime rate Like my salary man That BK battery Just taught to keep wildin' Teach more violence And I ain't buyin' it Sellin' dreams, remain silent Completely honest Only good human being is a dead one by the farm land Came from the dirt it's that dead man rising 'em So when the sun shine Know those for raids on parades And start 47 stylin' [Hook: Kirk Knight & T'nah Apex] Don't come to me Don't come to me Don't come to me I'll plant a seed I'll just sleep, stretch the week Crumble under tread and feet Don't come to me Don't come to me Don't come to me I'll plant a seed Stretch the week Crumble under tread and feet

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