Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire - Brooklyn Boheme lyrics

rate me

There are 2 things man:

First session at 61

We have an interview at 5 so be there at 4.30

My boys will be there at 4.30

On the second day I finally start to think that we’re going somewhere

I woke –up thinking about where we’re going

I don’t know if it’s room ,I don’t fucking know

Trust me ,I know

We’re both the same

We all have our seasons

But I want this more than everything

It kind of listening to a crazy metaphor

It’s like Harold and the purple crown

..and he starts drawing the shit

With the doors opened and all that shit

I know you have your reasons

I mean the motive of all is to get to the tendency

They say...

I must confess that I’m possessed ,that I’m ...

Get a headache

Then press the...on my nose

Used to open the bottle

Now I dig in a hole

Fuck my problems,I find my sorrows

Where somehow,somewhere else feels like that

All the nights of regrets that I can't turn back

Beatin' myself up, but I won’t fight back

Cause when I swing in my dreams

I never make contact

Except when it’s lucid

I guess I need the control back

My nigga Rupert said

Just enjoy the moment you hear

And we don’t need no shadows

For the company we feel

And my mother said

You can’t have a battle against the universe

Cause you never really win ,no matter how it hurts

For better and for worse

It’s will against favour

You can’t change that

Set the clock time late I try to forge my part

Turn a 9 into a 4

I got some memories and I’m blocked out