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Oliver Throne - Gas Tank (feat. Zach Taylor) Lyrics




I was born in '94 and ask I what for?
"Who knows that you born for a time such as this?"
So I take my scars and I wear them on my wrist
I'll take a risk, I ain't no Joker I'm being serious
I'm not Two Faced, and not too fazed
I'm Dark and a Knight
But I'll take off my mask and let you see the real me
Feel my words as if their braille
And now sit back and listen to this rad tale

The world wants to take my life and not my hand
Its cause they hear the beat of my heart
And they don't understand that I'm a black man who's clever, and will I quit?
No never, I will create out of my sorrows
And often out of my love
And sometimes even make something out of my hate
I don't need a treadmill to show that I'm running this
And I don't need to hide behind my fists! Why?
Because I hide behind my God who has those pierced wrists
Yeah that might sound ludicrous
But I'm an artist who's mind is both fast and furious
These cats around me are as shifty as transmissions
They fill up, then burn up, and give off emissions
I'm not judging I'm just saying, think about your decisions!
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I was born in '94 and ask I what for?
"Who knows that you born for a time such as this?"
So I take my scars and I wear them on my wrist
I'll take a risk, I ain't no Joker I'm being serious
I'm not Two Faced, and not too fazed
I'm Dark and a Knight
But I'll take off my mask and let you see the real me
Feel my words as if their braille
And now sit back and listen to this rad tale

The world wants to take my life and not my hand
Its cause they hear the beat of my heart
And they don't understand that I'm a black man who's clever, and will I quit?
No never, I will create out of my sorrows
And often out of my love
And sometimes even make something out of my hate
I don't need a treadmill to show that I'm running this
And I don't need to hide behind my fists! Why?
Because I hide behind my God who has those pierced wrists
Yeah that might sound ludicrous
But I'm an artist who's mind is both fast and furious
These cats around me are as shifty as transmissions
They fill up, then burn up, and give off emissions
I'm not judging I'm just saying, think about your decisions!
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Writer: emmanuel simon, Zach Roberts
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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