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it's a wonderful life - civic the rapper lyrics

i’m feeling right how come that ain’t how i always feel
i hit the mic and i suddenly want to drop and spill
my whole discography, oh and i’ll probably
erase the whole thing in a couple months all to be
doing it again us rappers using our heads
if you ever gave a shred of respect or honesty

then you would probably be dead too (gunshot)
i guess you never had any reason to f*cking stress true
well bless you i tend to forget or even care
that i’m supposed to impress you i’m head to

a better place i’m opening heavеns gates
without any f*cking nikes life is a f*cking racе
and i’m winning it, f*ck this planet
b*tch from the back is where i’m hitting it
just give me a minute so i can finish sh*t

now all these motherf*ckers lost in they old ways
so i don’t really give a f*ck if you don’t change
cause imma make this sh*t bump till my old age
make me feel i did enough for this whole game

this whole plane of existence is so strange
there’s no brains left in anybody’s skulls great
wait tell me where to go, hate filling in my bones
making me feel alone, everyday i don’t
have the energy i need to make this heat the way i need it
how come all the ones you love hate to see you be succeeding
what a f*cking life
what a f*cking joke too, i blow through
these records and leave em so fumed
there’s so few of people that have the strength
to carry the f*cking rope that’s holding onto this game
i’ll take the entire length pause, strange thoughts
how come i can’t get a day off
you montreal cause you be soft (u*bi*soft)
look who’s coming at you with cheap shots
the beat stops and i realize
i been working my f*cking dream job

and i ain’t talking stocking shelves
i mean i been writing lyrics since the age of twelve
ever since i lived in h*ll, sick of living in a house
that was filled with so much drugs
and the only thing that helped was to
write songs and grow up to light bongs
this might be a lifelong journey i fight on
i work till the lights gone you work till a light yawn (yawn)
coles taking a p*ss on my nice lawn
i’m giving everything that they might want
and plus more, i love my girl
and you probably can’t trust yours (whoops)

bust more shots in the faces of management
managers or magicians they f*cking vanishing
i just can’t understand this sh*t
they might as well be mannequins
they stand around and talk
while i work until i can’t and it’s just
f*cking nuts everything you touch turns to f*cking dust
let me just find a way to adjust i’m getting rust
cause i never f*cking spit since
i became so twisted who the f*ck is this kid
rolling up a spliff when he was only 16
or maybe it was 15 beats me, i mean beats him
leave limbs hanging from the edge like a cheap trim
bleak grim don’t give a f*ck about what you need slim
chance that i ever quit i’m sure i never will
even if i shoot all these shots and i never get a k!ll
(gunshot)

- civic the rapper lyrics

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