Burn City
Bop your head if you feeling this shit
Like you cruising down the street
Riding low in the whip
It's Melbourne
Life ain't fair for the innocent
Do you understand the world that we living in
We want the Freedom the dream the power
The cream the freedom the dream
Father can you hear as I speak
Loyalty over love is all I seek
It is pain that is caused from the suffering
Lord I pray what sow is what I reap
Lately life has been so God Dahm wild
Lost my way ohh Lord
Please find your find your child
Fear going missing now and not being found
Baby if you fall for me please don't fall
Just drown
As I walk through the valley
I look up I swear
Wish my daughter don't get judged
By the type of hair
Or the type of her skin
Wishing that is was fair
Im just trying to declare ohh no
Turn me up a lit bit
Guess the lord is my witness
And having him is Privallege
That's why I cling to religion
If I didn't I'll be different
Double cup and I'm sippin
Blowing trees got me thinking
33 like I'm Pippin
Quarantine got me tripping
Social distancing is really got me
Socially distant
Sick and Tired of fake
And all the people pretending
You'll be surprised how being alone
Gets you into your feelings
But don't take this time for granted
Because it's probably blessing
Don't get lost in the clout
Cous it will affect your soul
Wishing that you dead hangman on pole
Cause the wicked of sins
Can't get washed by soap
Now steady looking up and
Now you praying for hope
Bop your head if you feeling this shit
Like you cruising down the street
Riding low in the whip
It's Melbourne
Life ain't fair for the innocent
Do you understand the world that we living in
We want the Freedom the dream
The power the cream
The freedom the dream
They say that legends die young tho
Sometimes I feel like that I died long time ago
Cause if this music shit
Don't make me legendary
Then I don't know what the fuck
I'm really doing with time bro
I swear the world ain't ready
I'm moving steady way ahead of time bro
Got Melbourne on my back and it's heavy
Mwana Boka repping from the Congo
Step back relax breath in and out slow uhh
Black man three cops and
My nigga died slow uhh
Racism ain't gone it's just recorded uh
If you don't know I hope you know now
Living life barely
Feeling empty
Looking for the Lord like
Can you hear me Lord
Can you hear me
Bop your if you feeling this shit
Riding, riding low in the whip
We want the freedoms
The dream
The power the cream
The freedom the dream yeah
We want the freedom
The dream the power the cream
The freedom the dream
Like you cruising down the street
Riding low in the whip
It's Melbourne
Life ain't fair for the innocent
Do you understand the world that we living in
We want the Freedom the dream the power
The cream the freedom the dream
Father can you hear as I speak
Loyalty over love is all I seek
It is pain that is caused from the suffering
Lord I pray what sow is what I reap
Lately life has been so God Dahm wild
Lost my way ohh Lord
Please find your find your child
Fear going missing now and not being found
Baby if you fall for me please don't fall
Just drown
As I walk through the valley
I look up I swear
Wish my daughter don't get judged
By the type of hair
Or the type of her skin
Wishing that is was fair
Im just trying to declare ohh no
Turn me up a lit bit
Guess the lord is my witness
And having him is Privallege
That's why I cling to religion
If I didn't I'll be different
Double cup and I'm sippin
Blowing trees got me thinking
33 like I'm Pippin
Quarantine got me tripping
Social distancing is really got me
Socially distant
Sick and Tired of fake
And all the people pretending
You'll be surprised how being alone
Gets you into your feelings
But don't take this time for granted
Because it's probably blessing
Don't get lost in the clout
Cous it will affect your soul
Wishing that you dead hangman on pole
Cause the wicked of sins
Can't get washed by soap
Now steady looking up and
Now you praying for hope
Bop your head if you feeling this shit
Like you cruising down the street
Riding low in the whip
It's Melbourne
Life ain't fair for the innocent
Do you understand the world that we living in
We want the Freedom the dream
The power the cream
The freedom the dream
They say that legends die young tho
Sometimes I feel like that I died long time ago
Cause if this music shit
Don't make me legendary
Then I don't know what the fuck
I'm really doing with time bro
I swear the world ain't ready
I'm moving steady way ahead of time bro
Got Melbourne on my back and it's heavy
Mwana Boka repping from the Congo
Step back relax breath in and out slow uhh
Black man three cops and
My nigga died slow uhh
Racism ain't gone it's just recorded uh
If you don't know I hope you know now
Living life barely
Feeling empty
Looking for the Lord like
Can you hear me Lord
Can you hear me
Bop your if you feeling this shit
Riding, riding low in the whip
We want the freedoms
The dream
The power the cream
The freedom the dream yeah
We want the freedom
The dream the power the cream
The freedom the dream
Credits
Writer(s): Voldy
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