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3 AM

 

3 AM

(album: C.B.A. (CROSS BORDER ARMAGEDDON) (The English Album) - 2023)


Once upon a time, I felt deserted in the corner
The challenges and the conflicts, the felonies and the convicts
The lessons of the Lord, I must dedicate to the process
'Cause a diamond must be treated with pressure to get it flawless
I went out with empty wallets traveling through the hardships
Weathering all the storms, a renegade acting lawless
I'm telling 'em all the stories to get their big mouths stuffed
Like pelicans on the shore 'cause their arrogance is enormous
Look at you, so proud of graduating through college
But talking is not walking, intelligence isn't knowledge
While you were hitting trees like elephants in the forest
I was raised by the streets, school wasn't relevant in the progress
A veteran in the war, not panicking in the darkness
Skeletons in the closet, no Halloween costume storage
Ended it and start it, [?] that gave me solace
Heavenly visions forming like telescopes in the orbit
Felt like stepping to portals like Jennifer fucking Lawrence
Accepted the Lord and came out with elegance and good morals
Fuck the mental disorders from selling crack at the corners
We were having heavy battles with the federal forces
Polizei still wanna know about my Mexican sources
Like they do in Taco Bell orders
But as long as they get their payoffs, they'll be blurring the borders
Like international waters or the Kardashian lawyers
Look, we don't come for baseball, you'll get smacked on the forehead
Yeah, it's bats off on your hat like a Dracula fortress
Next day, you'll be flexing for a family portrait
With a gap in your front teeth like Alfred E. Neumann
Back to topic, no matter how well paid your job is
You are held in bondage like a bank robber's hostage
So you better go out there with a set of some balls
To make your legacy grow and show the rest who the boss is

3 AM, 3 AM
3 AM, 3 AM
3 AM, 3 AM
3 AM

I've been out the cage for four weeks
Still my soul is finding no peace
I roll deep
3 AM
I've been out the cage for four weeks
Still my soul is finding no peace
I roll deep
3 AM

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