The Gift Lyrics – Brothers Stoney
Singer: Brothers Stoney
Title: The Gift
Here it comes
Comes again
Oh, here it comes
That dude is drunk again
“750 Rebel at the bar, I’m charged”
1975, never mind
Many tried but never define {?}
All seeing {?} it’s all {?}
Freeze or fight? sh#t, I wanna squeeze the mic
Seize the night, spit about the reasons why
How, when, do we really need to die?
Where, who, what the hell am I supposed to do?
Pay my tax and hopefully roll on through
f#ck that, how about {?}
Let go, better yet get a hold on you
I’m not surе what the devil exactly told you
But mark my words, it’s mе, my whole crew
This is the gift, now step aside, watch this
Conflict eatin’ my brain like strong drinks
Soul sick, how about you? What you think?
My conscience, early in life, on the brink
Moralistic, far from still persistent
Sorrows lifted, innocence got me twisted
Natural mystic, a pothead, f#ck the riches
I mop the floor, scrub your walls and dirty dishes
And make the most of it, sparkin’ on the dopest sh#t
You’re under nothin’ and f#ck it, we be over it
That’s the brother sh#t, f#ck your other sh#t
You’re little aliens, back to the mother ship
Drugs; loved them as a kid
Life; hurdles and rap gigs
Money; never had enough
{?} always choofed a puff
And the cops; I hate their ways
Girls had me stressed for days
Work for minimum wage
Or be the MC that never got paid
“750 Rebel—”
“750 Rebel at the bar—”
“750 Rebel—”
“750 Rebel at the bar, I’m charged”
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