Kris Fame - Oxygen lyrics

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Kris Fame - Oxygen lyrics

Intro: I just wanna thank God for waking me up this morning Giving me the opportunity to be A better man than I was yesterday We can't waste our days, worrying about the past We gotta focus on the present To dictate a brighter tomorrow I'm so thankful for my family My friends who have become family As well as my community Without you I'm just another n*gga... Bells Verse 1: God made me shine like the Sun I just want my Momma to be proud of her son I just want my big Sister to be proud of her little bro Listen I know I be tripping, I know I be tripping I just wanna get my family, way up out of the slums If I put the work in first, I know dollars'll come I ain't stressing It's either a blessing or it's a lesson Reppin' since adolescent, 89 It begins, aye Blood of a slave, heart of a King, aye Wish I could dance with my Father again I heard a voice speaking to me, swear I thought it was him Calling to tell me that the strongest powers within Was going crazy, now it's adding up Maybe I'm a savage But I never let these blood s**ers Take me out my character Special type of n*igga, special type of n*gga The man in the mirror's my only challenger Can't nobody stop me but me baby Even when its me against the world... Verse 2: Driving down Prairie like it's 97' Black & white Playoff 12's from 97' Southside where 25 & alive is a, devine blessing Sent from beyond heaven Will I make it through the fire, only time will tell it Even though I'll probably never sell a diamond record I'll be platinum from the blocks to the barbershops & if they hit me tomorrow, dog i'ma die a legend Independent, flipping on a budget Do this sh*t for all my homies, in the city that are hustling Love my n*ggas like my cousins & my cousins like my brothers As youngings we was always into something Used to get it jumping Now we Craig Price k**ing sh*t, militant "racisms still alive, they just be concealing it" Born Sinner sh*t, four wheeling Raising Hell til I pull that V12 out the dealership Most n*ggas behind bars say they innocent The realest say they did it & change the way that they living They weigh their options, conscious over every decision The scriptures say that I'm a God up in every religion I'm just planting the seeds baby Counting money, blowing trees by the ocean sea's Even though they label me crazy Whether Heaven or Hell Promise they goin' burry me a G baby They goin' burry me a G baby...

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