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1st verse: Look at the **** they can meet you in the sky then you get up and go fly and go so high nobody can never bring you down not even gravity it's all in your mind so imma keep rising up to the top stick to the grinders never gonna stop I'm sick with the rhyming that's all a nigga got I'm moving against time and time I don't got gotta make my mind and I do it with a fine devotion when I strategize put the design in motion get it organized just like I'm blindly focused and a hater can't brake my stride so the light stay shine as I take fly get it early in the morning and then a brake night live out my life I can never take light and all of my wrongs I can never make right so a nigga just breezin Chorus: I'm feeling the dark, my life is a drug I'm gazing the stars and they don't look very far to me now I be the vation for me.... vanilla lights shining bright Songtexteseparates my flys come take me to the sky I will do anything I can vision.... 2nd Verse: Stick to the plan get next to the man with a checks in his hand get away from the rest of a man do the best you can to keep that shady niggaz outta your realm never gonna win when the team can't see your dream don't wanna be the annier they wanna be chief you wanna make cheese cuz I can't spend this so lead them niggaz in the street (peace) get away from me dog, the nigga that vows contagious like ya'll niggaz got rabis it amaze me, cuz everybody going Krayzie sounded like Kray, but they never gonna fade me how can put death of my momma I kill em no matter the drama Niggaz go onto me as if I was your father but I don't even want to be bothered imma keep breezin Chorus.. 3rd Verse: Ain't nobody stopping me from doing what I'm doing imma do it like a ghost and I flow right through em when I flow life fluid and I blow like *** and it's also full and I go so tourie when they get a little bit of this well come and get a little fix and let me put you in the mix and let me get you niggaz hips so you never do forget I'm the nigga get you caught up and then roll up in the twig and I flip the script then I hit em like a lyrical storm for the subliminal poem it's Kray Jack in the original form the competition nigga sent to the morg and they can all exist no more imma ryder 24\7 the grinder I'm simply trying to survive, stay alive and shinning these vanilla lights.... (Thanks to Gorjan for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania