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When My Fingers Talk
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Redone and Updated...Beat my money time records
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Philly Bluntz
I used to have an introduction that gave a nice description of my music...but that was back then when I limited myself from the crap on the radio...Since I realized that [Mainstream] Hip Hop is dead (at least on the radio), I just listen and try to have an open mind and enjoy what this music has become...Since I'm thousands of dollars in debt because of this goddamn college shit, I am after that money to...It's still the Philly Bluntz originality and creativity, just now with a lil' more pep to grab the attention of the listeners and take control of their.........Idk...Fuck it...just listen...you'll like it..if not...I appreciate your time you probably feel you just wasted listening to Philly Bluntz.....
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Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
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Peak #5,355
Peak in subgenre #1,030
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Philly Bluntz
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November 29, 2007
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MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:20
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Yo never saw it coming/ a dream left in my conscience/ Battered up and thrown away/ my only fear is honor/ I’m sorry for my comments that I’ve said for some attention/ There’s issues I could mention but I’ve chosen not to say em/ I drift off in amazement and pain/ And just for what I’m saying I won’t say it again/ For my sake I write poems and songs and I recite em/ Right into a mic/ Fuck yall if you don’t like em/ My music is my therapy/ I paid for a therapist/ All he did was listen to me/ he could give a shit less/ About my complications and dilemmas piling up/ As he piles up his money thinking I ain’t had enough/ Family fighting/ sneaking out the house at night/ Just to show a few rhymes to the girl I really like/ And she notices the small things/ like personality/ She sees my real character and brings the best outta me/ My rhymes improve cause of the mood I’m in/ But I’m rarely ever happy and I’m mostly depressed/ I cut my wrists cause it brought me relief/ But then I realized it only brought me grief/ Hook: As the day goes on we can understand life/ We just gotta take a moment/ and then close our eyes/ Recognize our past/ and anticipate the future/ Make it past the hardships and the life we’re not used to/ And as our time runs out all we got is the ambition/ Work towards the purpose and the goals of our visions/ Cause when your time runs out and you missed the opportunity/ Regretting isn’t healthy it’s a life long immunity/ Yo I walked into school not knowing what’ll happen/ Criticizing kids who I thought were the faggots/ Back then I apologize for my foolish actions/ Stereotyping is not the thing that I’m after/ But I knew everything will get better they’ll go uphill/ But they did not they went down further into hell/ My mom beat me senseless/ until I learned my lessons/ Seventeen years old they’re resorting to drug tests/ Bloodshot eyeballs/ dilated pupils/ Unexplained weight loss/ what the fuck I’m gunna do/ I can’t stop/ not cause I can’t but I don’t wanna/ I’m numb from the pain killers/ high from marijuana/ I tried nicotine for the scene it was worthless/ Now I’m addicted/ I don’t see it’s purpose/ Why do I pay to die earlier in life/ When I’m gonna die for the main reason that I write for/ Still blaze for a good time with my friends/ They say I need to stop/ so I’m toking up again/ Some more alcohol and some more sedatives/ I admit I need help yo I need maintenance/ Hook: As the day goes on we can understand life/ We just gotta take a moment/ and then close our eyes/ Recognize our past/ and anticipate the future/ Make it past the hardships and the life we’re not used to/ And as our time runs out all we got is the ambition/ Work towards the purpose and the goals of our visions/ Cause when your time runs out and you missed the opportunity/ Regretting isn’t healthy it’s a life long immunity/ Yo I’m cruising on the freeway/ 80 and the cops see/ Me swerving on the corner/ I see lights in back of me/ I start getting nervous so punch the gas/ I smoked that mother fucker riding up on my ass/ I can’t stand the cops and the looks that they give me/ Like I did something wrong so I flip them the finger/ I speed down hillside/ little neck to union/ A white Caucasian male they’re pursuing/ I gotta change my ways/ yeah I know I gotta change/ I write to get by/ it’s the lyrics that’ll save me/ My rhymes speak my mind and in time they revive/ Every minor living life one word at a time/ I remember when I was a clueless child/ Me and Cody wrote till our hands were tired/ Till our minds collided and appeared as one/ They tore us apart but I still moved on/ Continued going solo/ and I felt so wrong/ I got through each day/ composing a new song/ My lyrics will appear as a story of my life/ But I never wrote a song without a struggle or a fight/ Hook: As the day goes on we can understand life/ We just gotta take a moment/ and then close our eyes/
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