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infidelix – gold lyrics

no justice no peace all i know are these streets
and i’ve walked around the block with wet shoes on my feet
and i’ve slept with friends who choose to stay discrete
and i love to scream f-ck the police
i got stains on my fashion, lights camera action….i like to lay back
with the subwoofers blasting
now i’m painting pictures on homicide floors
i know my heart is still torn but i keep searching for more
i wish my life was reborn
and i always knew that it was for purpose but i can’t figure out if all this bullsh-t made it worth it
i deserve it
pay a penny for my thoughts i know it dont make sense
right now but let your brain connect the dots and ease the stress
everyday im rocking mics on p-ss staind bricks, real hip hop doesnt exist less theres people like this
and by people like this i mean people like me
.who do whatever it takes.in the pursuit of their dreams …

i was blue collar living but i turned i into gold
i was tired of having nothing so i turned it into gold

no f-cks given thats my number one p-ssion
spray cans in the backpack for some late action
got my crew we roll deep i here my name whispered on the streets
who’s that crazy rapper with those dope -ss beats
rocking sold out shows from texas to berlin
i try to stay grounded but my brain is in a whirlwind
i be that crazy guy rollin spliffs, staying high
writing all my rhymes outside in the country side
i’m getting by
my lifes considered magic, you get mad cause you can’t have it, talking sh-t and i am laughing
and im taggin with the fellows, i’m jamming instrumentals, rocking microphones, big stages in my sandals
im building crews that are bigger then the universe, tunes are my p-ssion couldn’t ask for a better curse, fools keep har-ssing cause my rhymes have amergd, my life is absurd i stack euro thru words

i was blue collar living but i turned it into gold

i was tired of having nothing so i turned it into gold

i was blue collar living but i turned into gold

i was tired of having nothing so i turned it into gold (scratching)

i was blue collar living but i turned it into gold

i was tired of having nothing so i turned it into gold

when i think back on my life i never really dreamt of this
how i made the world my b-tch, through the lessons that i spit
now i was blue collar living but i turned it into gold
i’m working really hard and now this is what i’m owed
i’m following the greats and the stories that they told
my head is filled with wisdom and my strength is getting bold
you find me on the battlefield i chill amongst the leaders
making six figures from the sounds in your speakers

i was blue collar living so i turned it into gold
i was tired go having nothing so i turned it into gold

- infidelix lyrics

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