Testo Last Night - John TR3 Pritchett
Testo della canzone Last Night (John TR3 Pritchett), tratta dall'album self inflicted
And as the moments get older
My options get shorter
It's frigid on my shoulders
Could be my last night
Still ain't pick up my diploma
Blame it on my aroma
Stress and Marijuana
It's the black man's blight
Been bugging about my future all goddamn night
Tryna take myself out this cycle
Shit, I just might
Fighting battles with my demons
They think I just write
On the surface, there's no disturbance
My feelings are more than earnest
Nights locked in the basement I'm tryna see what it earned us
Cause if it wasn't for the paper boy
Niggas probably desert us
And truthfully deserve it
War scars inflected while everyone was observing
And that was the part that hurt me
I see the remnants of my past and it irks me
Burdens of my choices what'd I do just to reverse these
I'll leave it all on the stage before I curtsy
It don't take much to see the worst in me
Hurdle over puddles in these size 10 Burgundy 5s
I sense urgency
Half of me losing my mind
I lack currency
Currently been truthful at time
But they addicts how they abusing my lines
I paint a picture like Jean-Michel
Venomous actions I witness in these long cycles
Pillage villages that planned to have my ass stifled
Image gets limited when your vision lacks height
And honestly spitting half the mission I lacked spinal
Nothings forgiven what we did in the pasts final
No one's intention to act primal
It's only right to let the past blind
But most my nights been feeling mad idle
Probably suicidal
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Writer(s): John Calvin Pritchett
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