Solutionn - No Way Out Feat. Cherstin, Delorean and Truck North lyrics

rate me

I think about it all the time, how to win

Tried to drown it out in the satan’s gyn

Hen too, pop a bottle, take it to the head

27 black man, happy I ain’t dead

Hope this rap shit make it, give me a hand

Get me out this ghetto nigga where I’m living scared

It’s all a trap, I hope you get it

What these rappers talking nigga I don’t even listen

Scrape the pen for the last bit

I need some fast shit, that over hit, that capital, that cash shit

God hear me, help me through this here

I ain’t perfect, try to speak when I can man

How you been, separate me from these niggas like I’m in the pen

Put some money in my books ever now and then

I love my haters, pray for my daughters

My circle’s closed, y’all niggas cowards

Do you see a way out

Do you see a way out?

Yeah, my middle rolletex is complex

They can’t even read me, dislex

They say I overthing like an x,

Pill disolving into nigga that is stressed

I confess, I am not what you used to

Please no offence, I’m not trying to confuse you

I rap for the fans of the screw crew

But everytime I gang when I loose too, shit

They wanna hear club songs, I feel em but I’m fresh of a drug some

When I smoke, I shut down love songs

So a blunt is just me getting my buzz on

They told me that the love’s gone

But I still feel confident in they judge zone

So you will never know this in my features any doubts that I had in my mind

If I was wrong

So tell me if I’m right now, cause the past is whatever I write down

I’m just freelancing the future, it’s crucial with players from your team

Say you pipe down

They all waiting for my swan song, so they can sing along until my time’s gone

Pass down to pass over till I pass on

Cause you either win or you die in this game of thrones

Yeah, so in this world of vast unknown

I stand alone where the sunshine is never shown

Romancing all the sins I cannot …

And then I’m dealing with the demons that it’s self composed

So who knows for whom the bell calls

Cause the road less travlled seems like the long stroke

Me and the man and the mirror and the wad home

We both tryina recup, until the coop’s flown

All in and I’m facing for the aces

Guess this how it feels when you’re … graces

Fighting with the gods, we always had odds

So I’m tryina ride like there’s no life on the job

Do you see a way out

Do you see a way out

Do you see a way out?