Gilbere Forte - The Awakening lyrics

rate me

You could never take a nigga out of hell

Wake up every morning, ask God is he real

Don’t ever leave me alone in this motherfucking cell

And my mind full of killers I done killed

The hope I keep feeling is real

If ain’t nobody alive, then who the fuck can I kill?

Man, you know what I paid for this

To give me 8 dollars at the buffalo exchange for this

Man, I gotta chill, man, I blew the deal

How the fuck am I paying my bills?

A nigga starving but eating healthy

I apply the whole foods, try the Cho’s next door

Back seated in a Range and my home boy Olmes

Then this guy on and my android on.

Fly to your favorite celebrity

Might have fucked it the same room

With your your favorite celebrity?

Might have ate a couple shrooms with your favorite celebrity

Fuck I’m pose to do, idolize the celebrity

Y’all want me to share my stories

Hook me to IV’s and record me, Maury

Reporting live from the mind of a minority

Form and Dany L was scoring Bangladesh to Jordan

Still rocking my favorite Jordans

Feeling deaf and smelling the fucking LA morning

Waking up in the streets, where the fuck is the beach?

Man, I miss home, when the fuck did I leave?

Retracting all the money that the dreams cost me

Subtracting all the time that my feeling cost me

I saw my every letter, mind of bitch, she lost me

When she threw me out the window but somehow she called me

And I landed

Forgetting someone you love

Is like remembering someone you never knew

All your lies, secret lies.