Devlin - Ghetto Kyote lyrics

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Devlin - Ghetto Kyote lyrics

[Freestyle] It's like there's no love in the ends And I feel like I need to provide for my friends But I hate when I see my boys both guys bleeding Light in the dark for my boys that I'm leading I'm leading away to the better days Where there's choong zoots, choong girls everyday And no-one has to hustle in any way So the bad memories, fold them away But it hurts when my boys mum die I bleed when you bleed, I cry when you cry Still see my nans face late of a night That will never change she's a part of my life And when I move on, finally meet fate I will search for the life for a sweet face She'll embrace me into her arms And tell me how to live life in the next place Confused in this life that I lead On the street, try not to get a knife in the spline Lately there's a lot of hype on the scene That you got to be a k**er to be a MC Naa, but I don't wanna hurt anybody k** anybody, wanna merk anybody Driving out to the forest, start burying bodies Naa mate that's not in my nature But I swear down these streets will take you Engage you in activities that are major And I won't beat down for this sh** But I'm living in narm so I'm made to I swear down follow me I'm out for the paper The whole war thing? I'm not really on that But I can only can take so much before I'm forced to engage in the sequence of combat But it's not like back in the day where you could swing it out with a man and it's over Cause nowadays man will come back round the bits with a samurai sword or a revolver Yeah everybody wants to get physical Business on the road is criminal And I tried it and I didn't mind it But lately, most of my business is lyrical And everyday there's another beef There's another little argument Another little cheef Loosing countless hours of sleep And I'm stick, don't know how to receive And I'm trying to stay strong but I'm still young In the land where mums get left without sons Don't know what to say I'm speechless for words that everyday sh** of the slums Everyday Hol' tight my boys Got love for you all It's real Yeah I smoke weed to escape Cause every other day that I live in this world I tempt fate in this place full of hate But what keeps me going is my boys like Bramy and Paige, the strongest people Our love ones never die they're the white dogs of the church steeple This world is evil, and my boys can't get a job so they do sh** that's illegal No one plays fair, and no one gives a f** everybody just wants to get paid here No one plays here, and getting out of this sh** is the vision that I stay clear Because I'm dreaming and drifting the weight off my shoulder I'm lifting rejected by God at my christening Now it's time to speak out, because I feel that I've done enough listening And when we pa** on to another land, we all leave footprints in the sand But when your in your coffin and you bodies rotten You don't really want your personality forgotten (Never that) I wanna' be cemented in time Me and my boys everyday in the grind Everyday another enemy I seem to find But nobody is ahead of me in the space of time And you know what? I'm tired of my life Tired of the bullsh**, tired of the nights Tired of these girls keep ringing me at night Telling them I'm at the ends, all the times I gotta lie And I'm fed up of my boys mum dying Nothing worse than to see your boys crying I don't love or survive but I'm trying And to say that I'm not scared would be lying

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