$lim Charles - Fade Away Lyrics

(Yeah, what can i say... This just life as we know it, from here)

Fresh off of his porch wit a brand new field report
Them boys done came up in the field of cold cases for 40 acres
(Wait a cotton pickin minute)
What I comp can't be pretended
Can't even be replicated
They hate that i made it
Truth is i ain't make it, I'm unknown
A faceless problem
Wantin basics got em thinkin they finna escape in spite of great
Things accomplished last on they list
To blast a 45th
Remember bein in assemblys scopin out the closest exit just in case it pop off and staff is leanin
Whats the meanin, stay lookin for a corrupt cause without reason
Only cost is the wounds of life
No surgery could make it right
This purgery won't end tonight
But certainly i'm worry free in my
Older age, it shows
No need for false taste, don't sugarcoat the hope
I like water, no need to cope
For these dry throats eloped in hot climate
I'ma dominate hate
One play at a time for the salty folk to rehydrate

Fade away from all the fake shit
They make our faces graze the front papers
I'ma outlaw, by far
As far as I'm concerned this life ain't shit but spliffs and heinekens
So mothaf*ck ya bygones

(Our way of life is trifling, we got young nigga vices
And got it bad as a virus, it won't kill us
It won't kill us
Till up is where we pipin, you bitches can pipe down
This my life and you can't have it
They won't kill us, they can't kill us fool)

They won't kill us, they can't kill us fool
They won't kill us, they can't kill us fool
They won't kill us, they can't kill us fool

Catch me outside
Citing sources cause he wrote em
Wit dentures filled wit golden
Pant components holdin trojans
Last days where the god caught so much slob it's a slogan
Bend her knees, fulfilling needs
I need my benjis never foldin

Fill your ears wit that dope shit
Dem lungs filled wit potent
If the Bandit$ ain't y'all shit
You niggas is jokin

Like "Haha!"
Flowin as nice as Agua
The way dem tongues be sharp like swords
Them baby boys just might be some arrancar
The fans screeched out like pullin handles on the wrong car
Alarming the masses till our influence is massive
And our aggression ain't passive least when it comes to our passion
Awaited y'all to drop the ball, now you can bet that i ain't passin
Keepin my friends and kinfolk in good health
Our good faith is tested day in and out, we gotta split the wealth
Charlie tryna leave the nest
And pop up wit checks
Don't give a f*ck about the press, that shit don't come wit dead prez
So out the door, guap in my account present and accounted for
Peasants talkin cow manure get wiped up nigga
I'ma be jumpin up pillars, the truest pilgrim in nature
Dwell from a nation of haters who all just wanna be loved but won't admit it

Fade away from all the fake shit
They make our faces graze the front papers
I'ma outlaw, by far
As far as I'm concerned this life ain't shit but spliffs and heinekens
So muthaf*ck ya, nah forreal I stamp its f*ck y'all