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Winter Break (Featuring Scott Morris x Isha'Rae) (Produced By The Gonz)

from Free Lunch (Produced By The Gonz) by Frank Knight

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lyrics

(Verse I)

What you know about them youngin's from the projects rising from the bottom
Where they robbing climbing from they grinding living and surviving
All this young flesh dying gaining zion from they trying
Triumph over mama crying, down they ain’t lying
Now they a lion, with the stars they aligning
The gun volume in ghetto areas shaped my rhyming
I’m connected with these street souls, I remain a Shaman
We was made for shining shorty, streets ain’t got no shy men
My block too made a man of me, take the obstacles and the beat
Stop sipping things that kill the seeds, no more Tropical Fantasies
Now it’s tropical fantasies and all dreams I planned to reach
And I guarantee, I rather you be a man to lead than fan of me
Cause crawling from those destined to fly I can’t stand to see
It’s time to move hand gram the keys make a grand a week move gram to kis
I was granted king cause I handled things a young OG they branded me
This for the real who fam to me, who helped me eat and never famined me

(Hook)

I just need to find myself
Sometimes I get so lost in my thoughts
It’s cold in the winter
If I take a break this moment might pass me by
I’m crying cause I want this forever
I’m yelling cause I want this forever
It’s so much pain cause I want this forever
If I take a break this moment might pass me by

(Verse II)

Latina ladies all in awe they see me in the store
They tell me that I'm raw so they say mi amor
But I say I love you more I mean it from my core
Up to my vocal chords that cause uproars
Up floors of course no flaws in ya floss
Your soul is so pure I give it all applauds
I’m screaming oh lord, I’m caught your allures
Your Caesar Jesus eyes got me lost in your azures
Feel what I felt that hit my sanctum fake friends faking with inner hatred
Cut 'em all off my was time wasted I ain't got time for changing faces
Trying to take this music places only seen in pages
Of friends of different languages who relate to what I say in this
Who been broke broke and through phases, my genesis is so ancient
Not a legend with the white no Aryan civilizations
But I'm getting blown and be goin' in without 64’s and Sega’s
Cause sun shine like sunshine when God first made it

(Hook)

(Verse III)

Time to take the game by storm no light or label but I'm on
When I write my songs I write 'em true I write 'em raw I write I'm strong
I invite you all to something dawg, so heartfelt what's hard melt
Ever felt like you are hell with sins like you roll with a cartel
Scared being judged only God I tell, ironically bars freed myself
From my own mental cell that was dark as well I was deep in it and my heart wasn’t well
If you knew where the hell my mind dwells, you wouldn't believe it like Roswell
Feeling like a broken motel robbed of my peace I fell
Now not like a piece with diamond things and shiny things that nicely gleam
That thieves see and thief with a piece that mind peace that robbed peace
That main reason that I’m beast, I’m young and pissed no R. Kell’s
Where homo-thugs who was out jail was never sweet as carvel
As a youth in the hood our start feel, we was headed down like a cartwheel
With a 52 deck of Parkinson’s, a bad hand when cards dealed
Many lost they God feel, they really feeling that God failed,
Cause vagina cuts on they broads real, her cat look striped as Garfield

(Hook)

credits

from Free Lunch (Produced By The Gonz), released February 13, 2015
Recorded At: UGA Studios/All Elements Studios/Ma$ter Mine Studios | Mixed By: Alex Quintana of Agruv Studios/Emmanuel Quinones of Ma$ter Mine Studios | Mastered By: Alex Quintana of Agruv Studios | Produced By: The Gonz | Follow Frank Knight @FrankKnizza

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