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KWOAT lyrics : "Memories"

No time to talk so I choose to spit this
No time to walk so I move with thw quickness,
Lie is too short, everything has its limit

But I'mma get far, may the lord be my witness
Living down here I've encountered some conflicts
For these past years I've been living like a convict,

I don't want to be black if that means I'm in bondage
I already talk white, all I need now is a blond chick,
However, I use my smarts as my advantage

More bread means more beef, I have a sandwich (munch!)
It's hard to grab life with a hand-grip,
So I sit down because I cannot stand this

Life puts you flat on your back like a pancake
Life deals you cards, why not call it Gambit?
When life hits you hard you better get your band-aid

To cover up the scars before it expands,
I'm not living this world, I'm more like stranded
Where nothing's ever asked for, only demanded

My grants been denied but my denies been granted
My life picture frame is slanted, damn this!
Replace his past with the fact that I'm doing right,

They say he transform depending on the moonlight
Well I'm allergic stupidness, (Ah-Choo!) oopst! Gazoontite,
Now they catch fits everytime I spit, it straight hits KA-BOOM like..


CHORUS (2x)


What's gotten into me
I ain't never felt this way since God sented me
Down to this earth, this place has odd enemies

So lets get awa today and replace the memories

VERSE 2


If I'm sainless, that be the reason I leave these haters brainless,
I'd like to name some but they're better off nameless

Don't ever let them that fame will make you painless
Welcome to Holywood, worlds worst addiction
Makes them other drugs look like small prescriptions

I use to say I'll never be like them other crooks
Now look at me I'm over-hooked, just as predicted
My words are too vicious? Well why are you so sensitive?

Disrespecting women? Well why are you so femenist?
My skills need a limit? Well why should I level it?
If you can't take it then vacate the premises

(How treasurous)
Oh the irony,
Man I can't wait till I'm done fixing my time machine

Retrack my past and undo my timeline
But I need help fixing it, could someone call Einstein
Could someone call Dexter, could someone call Jesus

Seems ya'll never there when someone needs ya
Take away my memories, put me out misery
It's like I'm suffering a whole century of all these memories

Pains from the penalties
Aims at the felonies
Rains at $$#emblies

They don't remember me, and now lyrically
It gave me such a rebel melody to ask who, where, why, when
and uhh..


CHORUS (4x)


(beats plays on.. Dance or just.. Yeah I don't know. BLAH!)

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