Hopeless Songtext
von S.U.N.
Hopeless Songtext
Black ministry, it′s all up in my chemistry
It's all love, the way I radiate my energy
Mental yoga when I′m flowing off the doja
I'm like the last and then still I bring the closure
Beyond a rapper, I change generations
Regenerate the nation, let 'em see just what they facing
And proving, y′all can′t front, I got you grooving
I'm in the streets, I gotta hustle, keep moving
I deal with life in its entirety, from fiending to sobriety
Even rappers getting courage trying me
Ain′t no stopping it, 'cause Africa′s a continent
I got my people, we security, special documents
I'm galaxies, fantasies, overseas, on my knees
Pray to God not to be, Sunday morning, take it ease
Leave a taste in your mouth
Hit you in the head like a ten round bout
Blow for blow, feel the flow, stay high, keep it low
Plant a seed, and watch the flowers grow
I want some acres in Jamaica, As-salamu alaykum
They all up in my biz so I fake ′em
Another portion, no distortion
I do the whole nine, no abortion, I'm everything absorbing
Sun the center, summer, winter, the late night inventor
Come and let me bless you with this dinner
I'm traveling, in my idle time I be battling
All those evil spirits that can keep your mind rattling
Keep your head, it′s difficult, face your life on principle
I′m trying to reach levels to make my program invincible
It's all love, the way I radiate my energy
Mental yoga when I′m flowing off the doja
I'm like the last and then still I bring the closure
Beyond a rapper, I change generations
Regenerate the nation, let 'em see just what they facing
And proving, y′all can′t front, I got you grooving
I'm in the streets, I gotta hustle, keep moving
I deal with life in its entirety, from fiending to sobriety
Even rappers getting courage trying me
Ain′t no stopping it, 'cause Africa′s a continent
I got my people, we security, special documents
I'm galaxies, fantasies, overseas, on my knees
Pray to God not to be, Sunday morning, take it ease
Leave a taste in your mouth
Hit you in the head like a ten round bout
Blow for blow, feel the flow, stay high, keep it low
Plant a seed, and watch the flowers grow
I want some acres in Jamaica, As-salamu alaykum
They all up in my biz so I fake ′em
Another portion, no distortion
I do the whole nine, no abortion, I'm everything absorbing
Sun the center, summer, winter, the late night inventor
Come and let me bless you with this dinner
I'm traveling, in my idle time I be battling
All those evil spirits that can keep your mind rattling
Keep your head, it′s difficult, face your life on principle
I′m trying to reach levels to make my program invincible
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