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Echoes of Sound 2 by Ron

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Echoes of Sound 2

Hip Hop

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Lyrics
Description
(verse)
Sometimes i wanna run away
Sometimes i wanna save the day
That mind of mine is kinda strange
When I get stuck in a mindstate
(chorus)
Am i gonna be okay
Will we ever be the same
Dont look at me like im insane
When i get stuck in a mindstate
(verse)
Im on the boarderline
My mind is doing overtime
Why do i lie awake
In the middle of the night
Why do i get shy
I used to like that do or die
Mentality but now it seems
Im just watching time go by
(verse)
Ill rhyme another one
just because i can
Fuck these haters
Cuz i know im gonna be
The better man
Dropped ship in rotterdam
And i Moved way back east
Back To the belly of the beast
And im still starving for beats
(verse)
Sometimes its a discease
But Let these lyrics be a blessing
In disguise from overseas
I see people grafting Hard
I see a lotta good deeds
Still they get Fucked by the government
They're begging on their knees
But they dont care if we bleed
(chorus)
All these Broken promises
Lead to insecurerity
See Corona as a mask
They want us to fall asleep
We wont turn the other way
Slowly people start to see
That this wasnt the idea
of a modern democracy
(verse)
Society seems to be
eeding on grief
Or is this a misbelieve
In the shadow of misschief
(bridge)
They got me feeling like a superhero
Mask on my mouth
I aint dying yet And i wanna shout it out Let me breath fresh air
but know that im aware 5 feet away mothafucka Dont you dare (Just fucking dont) Im not the police but dont stand so close to me
(verse)
If i owned a gun than i would be in county jail
Way to fucking smart to put my life up for sale
Keep their heads ringing and keep using yours
I'd rather keep dreaming of my own clubtour
to busy drinking whiskey and smoking that green
got that mic near me so i can blow off steam
somewhere stuck between Underground and mainstream,
im Running out of patience and it happens a lot
ever Since im living clean i started feeling like a god,
This is real hiphop,nothing but sour taste 9 quid an hour wage feels like time waste,
and ill tell it to your face,nothing more than a disgrace,
This life's like a maze And i get lost sometimes lifes like the walking dead And im rick grimes,
not a dime to my name But healty and without shame. couldn't care less about money and ranks. i know most of the people Down at the foodbanks