Long Way of the 8th Lyrics

	作词 : Тимур Бубеев
	作曲 : Тимур Бубеев
	And maybe I’m
	too used to choose
	‘tween
	One Lie and two truth.
	I mean.
	fraud bitches need to come clean,
	Like, excuse me.
	Pause.
	I used to punch people like Bruce lee.
	sauce and juice, and blue cheese
	my daily menu,
	this’s nutritious
	for doomed streets and hood dreams
	me?
	I’ve never met any bloods and crips
	i used to know a few kids
	who grew up like room trees,
	quiet life
	With no beefs and no spliffs,
	And having no troubles with police and thug shit.
	in a nutshell it’s sucks shit and routine,
	but to each his own,
	So what about me?
	I, for one, decided to rock chain and
	Spray things,
	But it seems, I trapped inside dreams
	and can’t spread wings.
	and I don't really feel like wake up,
	So Maybe I sleep,
	If that’s true
	pinch me soft, sweet..
	Grey of the hair, player’s grey matter,
	pray for the best, wait for the next day.
	shit change. i can say,
	Patience and prayers.
	get deep
	peel back the layers
	Pictures and sketches,
	really im just making
	Glitch and the scratches,
	Where it should not be,
	Searching for a place,
	where 8th might to stay.
	I helped him escape,
	from my inner jail.
	he came a long way
	from day one
	to 8th.
	But today all hail the seventh.

	zuo ci :
	zuo qu :
	And maybe I' m
	too used to choose
	' tween
	One Lie and two truth.
	I mean.
	fraud bitches need to come clean,
	Like, excuse me.
	Pause.
	I used to punch people like Bruce lee.
	sauce and juice, and blue cheese
	my daily menu,
	this' s nutritious
	for doomed streets and hood dreams
	me?
	I' ve never met any bloods and crips
	i used to know a few kids
	who grew up like room trees,
	quiet life
	With no beefs and no spliffs,
	And having no troubles with police and thug shit.
	in a nutshell it' s sucks shit and routine,
	but to each his own,
	So what about me?
	I, for one, decided to rock chain and
	Spray things,
	But it seems, I trapped inside dreams
	and can' t spread wings.
	and I don' t really feel like wake up,
	So Maybe I sleep,
	If that' s true
	pinch me soft, sweet..
	Grey of the hair, player' s grey matter,
	pray for the best, wait for the next day.
	shit change. i can say,
	Patience and prayers.
	get deep
	peel back the layers
	Pictures and sketches,
	really im just making
	Glitch and the scratches,
	Where it should not be,
	Searching for a place,
	where 8th might to stay.
	I helped him escape,
	from my inner jail.
	he came a long way
	from day one
	to 8th.
	But today all hail the seventh.

	zuò cí :
	zuò qǔ :
	And maybe I' m
	too used to choose
	' tween
	One Lie and two truth.
	I mean.
	fraud bitches need to come clean,
	Like, excuse me.
	Pause.
	I used to punch people like Bruce lee.
	sauce and juice, and blue cheese
	my daily menu,
	this' s nutritious
	for doomed streets and hood dreams
	me?
	I' ve never met any bloods and crips
	i used to know a few kids
	who grew up like room trees,
	quiet life
	With no beefs and no spliffs,
	And having no troubles with police and thug shit.
	in a nutshell it' s sucks shit and routine,
	but to each his own,
	So what about me?
	I, for one, decided to rock chain and
	Spray things,
	But it seems, I trapped inside dreams
	and can' t spread wings.
	and I don' t really feel like wake up,
	So Maybe I sleep,
	If that' s true
	pinch me soft, sweet..
	Grey of the hair, player' s grey matter,
	pray for the best, wait for the next day.
	shit change. i can say,
	Patience and prayers.
	get deep
	peel back the layers
	Pictures and sketches,
	really im just making
	Glitch and the scratches,
	Where it should not be,
	Searching for a place,
	where 8th might to stay.
	I helped him escape,
	from my inner jail.
	he came a long way
	from day one
	to 8th.
	But today all hail the seventh.

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