Jay Moore Music - One Love Returned
текст песни

I remember when heHanded me jewelsWaist was still burningFrom bustin off the roofAn OG Those bullets Tore through dreamsWhen he passed jewelsHe passed more than gleamThose park benchesStill give me the chillsWhite rocks in my pocketChalked my life illsWas only 12So the vest a lil loosePitch 8 balls like Sandy Koufax My thirty deuce All of my choices Made me who I Am Nas album titlesScripted out the planBubble vestSkully still on tiltRoll better weedTide out the guiltCheffing these skillsGrams of fish scaleBubbled on the stove all dayThanksgiving dinnerFor all fiends alwaysNow these
Are secretsFrom my pastRock that King pieceLet em knowWe stll famI got you
Hook:
One love returned
The bridges
We never burned
One love & loyalty
Only be our concern


So I stacked enoughPaper to get us out the jectsFiends in the hallwayGrey lips and sweatGot moms, pops & my lil brotherStomach on growlJust a hustlers hungerPlaying in the jungle likeSimba in a rumbleMy birth marks a burnerWas born For the gunningThis Black boy stunning White girl pumping I gotta Get Out My man Nas taughtMe something When the pistol blowsThe one that's murderedBe the cool oneSo if I shoot lateI Gave You Power Get to loopinCan't play these streets For longNotre Dame fighting stanceA right hook from God Shit is sad famLeft wit no choicesWe scream our painThe voice of the voicelessShit ain't the sameBut it's all karmaDamn I should've listenedBeen a lil calmerShit

In my blaze of gloryGot the streets in rageCapped cons for squadNever been for gamesThe Genesis of a
Marvelous breakdown
Shots rang off the roof
They eventually rain down
They pocket watching
Pleasant time for informants
I'm tryna call my options
While stock is at peak performance
The air is different today
I'm feeling paranoid
Played too much Beanie Sigel
Collabed wit Ghetto Boys
Could this all be The Reason?
Serenade inner demons
I dance wit devils
In the pale moon light
I'm at the top of my game
Supplied demand for
A name that when
They jammed up
They always seem to write down
So here we go again
From a boy to the pen
Unless this tre duece
Handle the problem like
It's Jim Brown
That leaves the question
Of did I learn any lessons?
What's the point of
A jewel if it only
Lies in a necklace?
I'm just tryna
Give my perspective
Real eyes realize
Real lies then real dies
Sick & tired of
This trajectory
I'm living proof
But will it prove
To be the death of me
It's at this moment
I feel the chill from
The benches
Plotting my exit
The murderer
Makes his entrance
It doubles back to
The cat I shot on the roof
Nas told me to
Keep an eye out for Jake
But not for dude
Fuck