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Nick Brewer

Jail

 

Jail

(アルバム: Flat 10 - 2013)


[Nick Brewer:]
I get women, I'm just beginning
I'm sick of forever sinning
I'm blaming the world I live in
My mother gave me advice
And I know I should've listened
Come on home, he's belling me
Telling me he's sitting in prison
Got caught with a double ounce
Could've fairly moved unannounced
He moved up to the house
And found food under the couch
And now he's in a cell
Tryna figure something out
And no one caught me feeling down
Now I've got to make it count
Well, a couple people around me
Just start to row me
You got my vision filling with doubt
Now, my man is cloudy
Figuring a [?]
I keep a small circle around me
You know why I keep a quiet game?
I needed it to speak loudly
You won't ever see me shouting
I don't want it
And I always want to make a difference
But I got it, I know I got it
I gained a teacher (Yeah)
But a teacher [?] posse
I'm tryna pull it together
I hope I haven't lost you

[Jacob Banks:]
Once I saw a blind man cry
I said, "Why is the world is so blind?"
Can't you see the world is only black and white?
Oh, these little eyes of mine

[Nick Brewer:]
Can you hear me?
My mind is kind of weary
That's why he's speaking unclearly
But really
I've been in fear of these fairies
I'm feeling inferior
And it's got me giving up nearly, gets mad
Fat, I'm tryna get up on the mat
But I know that shouldn't matter
'Cause my homie said he's trapped
Putting money on the table
Unable to pay it back
He's looking for an escape
And now he's waiting to collapse
I hear your situation
I wanna see the change
I'm sick of waiting
I'm sick of hating
On people singing and feeling amazing
I'm sick of feeling so bitter
I hate this bitter taste
It's in my mouth, I spit it out
It brings me down, I figured it out
All of the times that I would find
Something to rap that won't fill my mind
But why
Well, if nobody knows me
But then why
And I'm hoping I don't say this to myself
I'm hoping if I say it, it will help
Well

[Jacob Banks:]
Once I saw a blind man cry
I said, "Why is the world is so blind?"
Can't you see the world is only black and white?
Oh, these little eyes of mine
These little eyes of mine
These little eyes of mine

[Nick Brewer:]
I don't say these words just to make a verse
I'm tryna take away the pain, take away the hurt (Hmm)
And even know, I really doubt it will make a difference
To the life I'm living, I'm just wishing it don't make it worse
But I know that life's real, I know that gas kill
That's someone holding dad still, but I just say the way I feel
And I keep tracking the fail
But take my time to a till
Will free my man from this jail

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