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ainsoñayshaoh - think 'bout it lyrics

[intro + scratches]
seven, seven…
think ’bout it!
7 pounds, uh!
now…

[verse 1]
times p-ssin’ by like they were in a drive
a little baby cries ’cause he doesn’t see in the sky
the sun rise, only lies that make the sun rise
painted in a color red blood, takin’ everybody’s smile
not even words can fix some damages of images
from them who don’t know what knowledge is
not even me and i’ve been fightin’ from the starts
for the blocked hearts with my society’s
nice in the nights, thinkin’ ’bout life’s price
christ, price is high but i don’t give up on fights
look around to see if you find inspiration
but what you get is only degradation
i thank god everytime i’m dead wrong
’cause that makes me a human being, not a fake son
and i tell it like this and you may not like it
but at least you should think ’bout it, yeah

[scratches]

[verse 2]
how can i trust you when i can’t trust me?
picture myself an old man inside of a teen
two minutes of an adult won’t make everything grow up
the limit of what you can borrow don’t let you do that
i’m talkin’ borrowin’ a soul, goal of a warrior
protectin’ yours is a knight thing, givin’ one only god knows
sometimes i look if the scar in my head is still closed
’cause if it ain’t so, mines would escape and go
peer pressure trynna knock me in
my battle against drugs but i take three pills
by my own then increase the quant-ty
increasin’ the fuziness in mind quality
how can i hate these dawgs when i’m a hypocrite?
i say they changed so i blame it on me
and i tell it like these and i may not like it
but at least i should think ’bout it, uh huh!

[scratches]

[verse 3]
wake up in the morning, wake up in my fourteens
wake up with the urge of runnin’ under the rain that early was fallin’
wake up wantin’ to do nothing but i remember
days of december and they depress me
wait up, it’s the evening, wait up, i am fifteen
wait up, i ain’t got no one to believe in
but god f-cked up my sinnin’
wait up!
now i got enough strength to pray, now:
god, forgive my self-hurtin’, uh!
god, forgive my self-murkin’, uh!
god, allow my self-holdin’, uh!
god, allow my self-lovin’, uh!
(you don’t know what you done, kid, uh!
must recover your world, kid, uh!)
and he tell it likes this and i may not like it
but at least i should think ’bout it, uh!

[scratches]

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