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Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Promise to move left if I notice things ain't right Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Promise to move left if I notice things ain't right They never see me coming like blind chicks and porn I was probably torn hoping my crown was not in the thorn I thank to God,I'm glad I'm born Precious time wasted That's what I should be doing But instead I'm choosing' I ' it on the path that's moving I catch a'it's not a risk,I can take it It's an approach to books I am a ' Letras de cancionesCause is the feeling that triggers And it could kill a dream that fills a bit And considerate it my mind needs a 'talk I'm at the supermarket thinking: You don't need to get a number Your race is calling We just call it ''days of thunder'' And we blunder,what makes a thunder Doesn't change what is under Who you are,I'm pushing far to the limit It seems,chasing stars,buying cars for a living Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Promise to move left if I notice things ain't right Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Promise to move left if I notice things ain't right Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Hello goodbye Good morning and good night Promise to move left if I notice things ain't right I ain't trippin' over distance in an instance I could struggle with my rent And in the next day I'm fine in the kitchen Who could thought that I would need my visions To tell the truth? Drinking from the cup of strength So that my faith is chosen Swalling my feelings,desperation I see who they all have been They can never out wave Every rapper in this world, just a shell of who they are But acting like a girl Is tragic like a Shakespeare play Acting in the day so you just watch what to say Pockets on the eight Yet my money comin' late I just process what is meant to be And charge it up as faith I was taught to rest and wait Fighting for a piece of steak Are you on time? From Letras Mania