Lil B

Lil B - Open Thunder Eternal Slumber lyrics

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Woo! You know we in CA right now

Riding on the freeway

Passing Emeryville, going through Oakland

Shouts out to Richmond, San Francisco

One day to live, cause

You living in the moment

The past is the present

The gift is my performance

I'm working for the future

Cause I live in a computer

I could tell you things that I've seen

A lot of guns in the streets

Saddened dreams, Spaceball, backspace

Trace your steps, I'm on the block like ?

Smoke a lot of weed have to calm my stress

With the thought like no money came

My thoughts is changed

Step back I not my chains

Sport pack like I"m out the game

I'm out of your lane

Think twice, nigga, follow your brain

I've got riches and I act the same

Niggas is lame, I'm too real

You want new chains?

Had to open my eyes since I got that fame

Sit back in my partner's office

Nigga laughing, reminiscing

How I took them losses

Then I promise one day, if I took that loss

Take the whole city back, open up

That coffin. No sir, I don't believe in Jesus

He was saved to the world

The books and preachers

I feel weird cause I go against my own body

You too real, I got a new deal

Niggas is fake, but their money

And their coupe real

Actually, what's the root of how you feel

Found myself in church, paying respect

To the Lord, like everyone else

But the picture of the blond hair, blue eyes

Is something that I ain't feeling

I ain't saying that I can't

But I ain't gonne be another slave to the race

And I got friends around the world at 21

This is on my mind. Practice forgiveness

With nobody talking when I made the wishes

For real, business. Niggas fell down

Hopped off those fences, feel bad because I

Made mistakes and still got raped by the system

Still forgive them. Spend your childhood

In the courtroom system, fell down

Nobody gonna pick em. No lawyer gonna pick em

And just forgive em, leaving the play nigga

Leaving to die, leaving to ride

I'm surprised he alive, for real, you poor you die

And rich get killed cause of money they got

The sports get money while the doctors saving lives

9 to 5 can't even pay the bills

We need to manage the money for builders and plumbers

Welders and purifiers. The paper, the lover

I might go to LA for the summer

This is beach music

Open up the thunder, eternal slumber

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Thanks to adrianna

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