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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Acid Sol
Acid Sol
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Acid Sol
Acid Sol
Composer
Solomon Saint
Solomon Saint
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Acid Sol
Acid Sol
Producer
Mario Arabia
Mario Arabia
Engineer

Lyrics

Acid Sol Ill break my own heart, break my own skin We gone paint pictures they gone call it art I just call it life can't tell it apart We just call it light, they been calling Marr I'm my own demise I'm my own disguise We just honest guys, till we kiss the sky I never seen Dubai, why would I lie I seen my mama cry way too many times I seen some demons die, physical and mental Left some blood trails out the mud kennel Got some dawgs that'll still beef with you Carnivore the bite, you better bring the whistle JUCE in the hood that's a big missile Do we have a problem do we an issue? Yes we have a problem yes we an issue Why my family dying due to cash issues Mama didn't have it all figured out Daddy didn't have it all in account So take my peace of mind run it till it bounce We gone push the limit like we mixing down Fuckin wit a master how I'm penning now I might throw it out like I don't need it Off the dome it is, off the chrome it is I'll unload a clip, hit ya chromosomes Won't you be there when I'm in my darkest hour Won't you be there when i'm in my darkest hour When i'm lost inside, when i'm lost inside When i'm lost in words that I can't explain Bitch im on my grind, did it all myself Working on myself, every time i fell down We runnin right thru hell . fuck that gucci belt, now I just want my health, now, I just want my youth (Solomon Saint) Got my dogs doing backflips, we survive it even it's hasbin You a hazard, I'm the pastor Momma raised you you a bastard We see tell signs, like a trail lines We ain't slow with it like the mail time I was big hurt now they down bad Every moment I could ever count that Spend a hundred years tryna bounce back If they against me never down wit that Same ones that I came here with Same ones that I'm leaving with Truth sounds a lil crazy with its round lies And they just still believe in it Hit em where it hurts, had to hit em first Never finish last, that would be the worst If I ever did I would tell em all disperse Need some downtime even if it's cursed I could hear it all back against the wall Paper thin but I never get involved So still tryna be humble, Still tryna be sane We couldn't just play it off talking around acting sane Turn around like the same, what's left there to gain If I ever gave it all now would eat all of the plate Tell em we ain't the same, Tell em we ain't the same So if you call the dogs, Better call it off Cause we ain't the (Acid Sol) Won't you be there when I'm in my darkest hour Won't you be there when I'm in my darkest hour When I'm lost inside, when I'm lost inside When I'm lost in words that I can't explain Bitch I'm on my grind, did it all myself Working on myself, every time I fell down We running right thru hell, fuck that Gucci belt, now I just want my health, now, I just want my youth
Writer(s): Acid Sol, Solomon Saint Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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