Lirik Lagu Seeds - Smith & Mighty
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Gimme the reason why it was brother seasonWithin Easton yo I strive to survive to kill the feelingYeah some brothers buggin' money madTrying to look dappaSelling shit giving out licks or pimping out the slappa'sSo for the first chapters I reminisce for a deceasedWho died for one lve balling our peace!Or my brother who got blast in his chest for fateShakespeare said life is a stage I call it fateWell anyway I kinda watching myFront cause certain friends are full of crapyeah It's a damn shame with their mind gamesPlus no life aims here this rudeboy I dis em out like cocaineThey got crap aims and crap reason's to fight meBecause they like.. Move yourself I ain't no patzieYeah.... Its kinda strange how some people changeWhile societies spitting faster thanA Terry's chocolate orangeChuh cause someone once said life ain't fairi care for my brothers but brothers don't careSo yo I live by God and not he gunAnd get ready for the forth comingTalking with my son about the seeds
Seeds have got to growSeeds have got to knowSeeds have got to growSeeds have got to know
Seeds have got to growSeeds have got to knowSeeds have got to growSeeds have got to know
Blunted on reality meditate to the systemBut when he's born like Kuntah Kenteh watch me lift himTo the stars and the panets and not tha phallic'sJust sun, stars and talks about Mars I got to have itThe only bit of innocence that I ever hadFrom my a semen from my father from my grandadsGrandson in London to educate one not just booksI travelled the world like lisa not dumbWhile sucker sippah's living life for face valueThink yourbrand newBut you ain't changing so damn youLost souls who never moved on with their shoes onIn a situation that they can't improve onKinda sad situation bad if you live like thatShit can send you madSo yo I don't because I won't so watch me bussThis power in perception rudeboy and not justiceThat's why I love this documentary on realityWithin society my principality isTo live by God and not the gunAnd get ready for the forth comingTalking with my son about theSeeds
Back on street guying off phony person'sLeave me alone as the spiritualityDead smelling aroma's of fraudsGot caught in the ego and didn't see the cloudOn that robert de niro mate talking out loudActing to put the fear right back inYour cerebellum but first I tell 'em factsAnd certain heads are swellingBecause they don't like the rythmFor some it's easier to tell than to listen so listenRealism and truth ain't the same waveWithin the brainwave check the differenceThe order is to maintainThroughout the struggle and the strifeBecause if is the middle word withinThe word Life wordlifeSo I live by God and not the gunSo I live by God and not the gunSo I live by God and not the gunAnd get ready for the forth comingTalking with my son about theSeeds
Seeds have got to growSeeds have got to knowSeeds have got to growSeeds have got to know
Seeds have got to growSeeds have got to knowSeeds have got to growSeeds have got to know
Blunted on reality meditate to the systemBut when he's born like Kuntah Kenteh watch me lift himTo the stars and the panets and not tha phallic'sJust sun, stars and talks about Mars I got to have itThe only bit of innocence that I ever hadFrom my a semen from my father from my grandadsGrandson in London to educate one not just booksI travelled the world like lisa not dumbWhile sucker sippah's living life for face valueThink yourbrand newBut you ain't changing so damn youLost souls who never moved on with their shoes onIn a situation that they can't improve onKinda sad situation bad if you live like thatShit can send you madSo yo I don't because I won't so watch me bussThis power in perception rudeboy and not justiceThat's why I love this documentary on realityWithin society my principality isTo live by God and not the gunAnd get ready for the forth comingTalking with my son about theSeeds
Back on street guying off phony person'sLeave me alone as the spiritualityDead smelling aroma's of fraudsGot caught in the ego and didn't see the cloudOn that robert de niro mate talking out loudActing to put the fear right back inYour cerebellum but first I tell 'em factsAnd certain heads are swellingBecause they don't like the rythmFor some it's easier to tell than to listen so listenRealism and truth ain't the same waveWithin the brainwave check the differenceThe order is to maintainThroughout the struggle and the strifeBecause if is the middle word withinThe word Life wordlifeSo I live by God and not the gunSo I live by God and not the gunSo I live by God and not the gunAnd get ready for the forth comingTalking with my son about theSeeds
