Isolation - Cincocero: текст песни id 81245455
Isolation was the only thing on my mental
Everybody was skippin' school and holding pistols
Where I’m from it’s either dead or the hospital
The bullet hit his spine now he in the wheel chair cripple
Isolation was the only thing on my mental
Everybody was skippin' school and holding pistols
Where I’m from it’s either dead or the hospital
The bullet hit his spine now he in the wheel chair cripple
Everybody mad cuz I’m Cinco
Niggas mad cuz I rap cuz I’m Cinco
Bitches mad cuz my name is Cinco
I do this and that cuz I’m Cinco
My grind was vicious I always knew the key to progress
I had to do some quick to reach my success
Bad temper I came with the big tec
Take his life he respond at the Jordan rec
In this matrix we all are simulations
In the music business niggas are procrastinated
I done had a spiritual awakening
So I be outside meditating
I be tweakin' I’ll punch you inna chest
Pray to God you better have a vest
Talk shit about me be you can be my guest
To let you know, that’s when you failed my test
Isolation was the only thing on my mental
Everybody was skippin' school and holding pistols
Where I’m from it’s either dead or the hospital
The bullet hit his spine now he in the wheel chair cripple
Isolation was the only thing on my mental
Everybody was skippin' school and holding pistols
Where I’m from it’s either dead or the hospital
The bullet hit his spine now he in the wheel chair cripple
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