The Turn
I don't read, yeah, I just guess
As the world turns
Don't bring me with your mess
I'm trying to do my best
Get my head up out the stress
When the money turns the world
Your lovin' turns to less
I learn by mistakes, most of it is yours
And I'm done living life as a criminal
And I thought I'd die young just to please the old
Now I teach the young, I'm vitriol
I'd rather go on, go up and down
And turn myself all around then to stay down
I'd rather go on, go up and down
And turn myself all around then to stay down
The war in me makes a warrior
Like a pitbull gettin' with a terrier
I'm better off in North Korea
Yeah, droppin' from a barrel of a carrier
'Cause I got enough to be more, it's hard enough to get more
I shut the door on everything just to let my head blow
I got enough to be more, it's hard enough to get more
I shut the door on everything just to let my head blow
I'd rather go on, go up and down
And turn myself all around then to stay down
I'd rather go on, go up and down
And turn myself all around then to stay down
Picture this, a dull grey street in the way
Neon signs gonna shine though
Shorty, you gonna shine though
Come up on ya treasure trove like the sun explode
Check up in the paper in the Mirror for ya horoscope
Walking on a tightrope, go for something
I don't even know where to get it from
Sending out a signal
Smoke from a gun blow
Knock off, knock off things that I don't want
As the world turns
Don't bring me with your mess
I'm trying to do my best
Get my head up out the stress
When the money turns the world
Your lovin' turns to less
I learn by mistakes, most of it is yours
And I'm done living life as a criminal
And I thought I'd die young just to please the old
Now I teach the young, I'm vitriol
I'd rather go on, go up and down
And turn myself all around then to stay down
I'd rather go on, go up and down
And turn myself all around then to stay down
The war in me makes a warrior
Like a pitbull gettin' with a terrier
I'm better off in North Korea
Yeah, droppin' from a barrel of a carrier
'Cause I got enough to be more, it's hard enough to get more
I shut the door on everything just to let my head blow
I got enough to be more, it's hard enough to get more
I shut the door on everything just to let my head blow
I'd rather go on, go up and down
And turn myself all around then to stay down
I'd rather go on, go up and down
And turn myself all around then to stay down
Picture this, a dull grey street in the way
Neon signs gonna shine though
Shorty, you gonna shine though
Come up on ya treasure trove like the sun explode
Check up in the paper in the Mirror for ya horoscope
Walking on a tightrope, go for something
I don't even know where to get it from
Sending out a signal
Smoke from a gun blow
Knock off, knock off things that I don't want
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Writer(s): Mathangi Arulpragasam, Charles Smith
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