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Eternal
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Peak #1,427
Peak in subgenre #125
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Eternal on lyrcis music from nas
Uploaded
January 08, 2003
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
I remember when we used to chill and rap all the time,
And if we didn’t have the bliz then wed be scrapping for dims,
Looking for greens, but shit aint what it seems it never is,
I had the dream, making the cream, being be a better kid,
But now I turned devilish, my hearts revving a engine,
And if a young thug got killed we prayed to send him to heaven,
And we’d met up another day, but either way it be worth it,
Walking down the block, knowing I can’t stop, even if shit aint perfect,
I know I got to work threw it, I can’t struggle,
I got enough mussel to get threw without a hustle,
Im busting my chops, plus to pile more on top of this trouble,
I feel like a dog that’s got his collar locked with a muzzle,
I holding back, I at least need to open a crack,
Or ill end up crawling back up in this black whole that is wack
I live everyday on it’s our cuz I aint knowing my fate
But the Mic paradise is where I go to escape
Mic paradise, its where you go when you grab the mic,
The music flows threw your ears and you have to write,
And you get everything off your chest cuz you feel it inside,
It’s where I go when I want to quit dealing with life,
Cuz you’ve been threw those times where you want to give up
Its like you slouched down in the seat but need to sit up,
And live it up to fullest, and put the bullshit aside,
And go to that special place I like to call mic paradise,
My stomachs in knots, my heart runs or it drops,
The stress keeps on building up and I know that im gonna pop
And I just don’t know how much shit that it takes,
I mean a stick can be bent but at a point it can split and it breaks,
I had a vision of life as a kid, it was perfect
No lies, no bad times, shit I deserved this,
But my feelings keep getting twisted,
I felt like my mind shifted and it drifted,
To a point where I couldn’t tell what was different
From the real game and the scrimmage,
Feeling real pain like im injured,
But I aim towards fame in render,
Cuz with all this effort I will never will I surrender,
Cuz I get ahead of what I wanted to do for so long,
Flow songs, blow bongs, and grow strong,
But I got to hold on, cuz I know im gonna let go,
Sooner or later ima meet up in the thresh hole,
My life’s like a book, the more I get in to it and read it,
The more I look forward to the next chapters it till I complete it,
And when im done, im going to heaven with pride,
Hoping god will hook me up with new life,
And then I can find new dogs laugh at times,
But if u mess up, forget it dog and put the past behind yah,
Cuz the road never ends, but you can retrace your steps,
You got to do it your best the first chance that you get,
And when you’re set to move on, start walking the street,
But get out of the ghetto fast before you get shot with the heat,
Its not just from me, I mean rep your city or 2 blocks,
But don’t let it get to the extent of Biggie and 2 Pac,
That’s the worst thing to happen in rapping history,
All the scrapping will get thugs wrapped up in misery,
Shit that ends up with murdering cats is stupid, no lie,
Cuz its way to early to be kissing rap music goodbye,
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