Release myself from holding back I realise now my world's not flat An open mind, an open court Open runways open the doors So deep, so dear So much to
Haven't you wondered, haven't you guessed Haven't you dreamed what's coming round next Haven't you foreseen, master plan All of this hold it in your hand
Look around, I'm surrounded by people Wondering where I went wrong, Hearing voices telling me boy you're just not that strong. I'm entwined in a web
I guess you feel the same I guess you mean it like you say it I guess it's all just figured out In the space that lies between us And I can hear it shouted
Step back Stop the world Stop the time It's always running Just trying to catch my breath Just trying to take it in Unfold and calculate Concentrate
I?m just looking to the future, hope there?s compromise, Hope it all works out in the end. Never mind this fickle system, never mind the rage, Coming
Well tell me one more time Was it you that cried And tell me one more time I?m listening And tell me one more time Where are you now? ?cause I?m just
She comes around like a wild fire, And like a moth drawn to a flame. I'm on my way to being burned up, once again. And I've been through this before,
Hey you, You are what you eat my friend. You are what you say. Defined by the things you take in each day. And I know it's harder now, To choose the
I find that I am shaking, From my head down to my feet, My hands are sweating so bad And I can barely speak. Read between the lines here Dunno what
Prevod: Premier Circle. Live To Life.
Prevod: Premier Circle. Kot Long As I Am Here.
I was a little boy of 9 years old The whole world in my hands Trying to toss that ball across the yard A game of catch with my old man He would always
trap niggas and crooks in my huddle they cook and I smuggle got twenty pounds of kush in the duffle so I?m running through them circles, boy I?m looking
, Moka only the complete Abnormality, fatality mega, don't you sleep It's dephtrimental that you set your mental clock right So you can catch the prime
, get up, get up They call me Pillsbury Dough bwoy 'Cause they know I really get that dough bwoy Dropped, lean back, it was so propers Then I had to circle
a shot to ya head I'm embedded in your mind With constant conscience lyrical rhyme At the end of time, I'll be in my prime Read the sign, men, rhymin
