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My Thoughts Video (MV)




Performed By: Shane Wilson
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Shane Stevens




Shane Wilson - My Thoughts Lyrics




Yeah I'm still here bro
Gotta get the fear out
Gotta get the hustle the bustle
The piece of the puzzle
That seats in the rubble
The heated discussion with a
Couple of butt holes
You eat an abundance of bubbles
I'm blowing you out of the game
Like blowing your main
In the biggest
Of veins
I'm sipping that liquor courage
It's insane
I'm embarrased of your name
Born alone going out the same
Born alone going out with a bang
Fortune thrown
Going out like a king
On a journey like lord of the rings
You're dirty you're boring
You stink
It's four thirty
I'm pouring a drink
Up early
Put more in the tank
I'm worthy
Of more then you think
What's you're excuse
You f*cking goof
I was born to rule
You f*cking fools
Tore myself apart
My kids gave me a new start
They're the keys
I'm the car
Making peace is f*cking hard
But I do it
Before I f*cking starve
Nobody believe that I was spittin
All they said are are you kidding
So I had to cut the ribbon
Had to run the mission
Had to get to switching
Had to take it from the top
To the bottom
Got so hot like its autumn
You got a problem
I'm solving them
All of them
Audit ing all of my peers
While I vomit from beers
I f*cked that whole last part up
But I dont give a f*ck
Been a
Minute since I been up
On a beat like this
The heat I spit
A wee hit bit
Knee high kick
To your teeth I lift
Bennett in a Cape
Jayden out in space
Nothing I do
I cant say to their face
Use to have what I had
Had then had past tense
Back when
Havoc up I the house
Mommy and daddy they fight
While I'm right on the couch
Pen and pad I'm writing it out
Dinner was bad what they
Fighting about
Hate in they eyes
The love is a doubt
She patiently cries
Hes moving us out
Started living with nan
Putting my smokes out in cans
Till she found out
That I smoke now
Has a chat with her
She my whole crowd
Cant say that I love her enough
But I love her enough
To love her this much
This sucks
Any day could be her day
She could be gone away
I love you ben
I love you jay
One more time
Just one more time
Everybody turn their back on me
Like f*ck think about it actually
Get bucked just a casualty
Dont you dare f*cking laugh at me
That will be
The worst mistake that you
Ever made
Came from the bottom
You came from the gates
Claim that you gotten
So empty the case
And if you ain't got em
Then shut up your face
Bout to run up and mace
Get the f*ck outta this place
Running the race
My mind got slow
Every day I got no more space
And I'm outta place
Out of place
Every day is pitch black
Mind tells me I gotta quit
Lucky my eyes are in tact
Cause I was seeing wierd shit
Need to watch your diet
Cause I'm spittin vitamins
See a chain ya got your eye on it
We gonna have to fight again
I'll get it for free
Wanna f*ck with me
Grab the machete
Cut your head off
And sell your teeth
You ain't no g
Celebrity or mvp
I'll be selling my m p three
To all you empty seeds
Yeah
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English

Yeah I'm still here bro
Gotta get the fear out
Gotta get the hustle the bustle
The piece of the puzzle
That seats in the rubble
The heated discussion with a
Couple of butt holes
You eat an abundance of bubbles
I'm blowing you out of the game
Like blowing your main
In the biggest
Of veins
I'm sipping that liquor courage
It's insane
I'm embarrased of your name
Born alone going out the same
Born alone going out with a bang
Fortune thrown
Going out like a king
On a journey like lord of the rings
You're dirty you're boring
You stink
It's four thirty
I'm pouring a drink
Up early
Put more in the tank
I'm worthy
Of more then you think
What's you're excuse
You f*cking goof
I was born to rule
You f*cking fools
Tore myself apart
My kids gave me a new start
They're the keys
I'm the car
Making peace is f*cking hard
But I do it
Before I f*cking starve
Nobody believe that I was spittin
All they said are are you kidding
So I had to cut the ribbon
Had to run the mission
Had to get to switching
Had to take it from the top
To the bottom
Got so hot like its autumn
You got a problem
I'm solving them
All of them
Audit ing all of my peers
While I vomit from beers
I f*cked that whole last part up
But I dont give a f*ck
Been a
Minute since I been up
On a beat like this
The heat I spit
A wee hit bit
Knee high kick
To your teeth I lift
Bennett in a Cape
Jayden out in space
Nothing I do
I cant say to their face
Use to have what I had
Had then had past tense
Back when
Havoc up I the house
Mommy and daddy they fight
While I'm right on the couch
Pen and pad I'm writing it out
Dinner was bad what they
Fighting about
Hate in they eyes
The love is a doubt
She patiently cries
Hes moving us out
Started living with nan
Putting my smokes out in cans
Till she found out
That I smoke now
Has a chat with her
She my whole crowd
Cant say that I love her enough
But I love her enough
To love her this much
This sucks
Any day could be her day
She could be gone away
I love you ben
I love you jay
One more time
Just one more time
Everybody turn their back on me
Like f*ck think about it actually
Get bucked just a casualty
Dont you dare f*cking laugh at me
That will be
The worst mistake that you
Ever made
Came from the bottom
You came from the gates
Claim that you gotten
So empty the case
And if you ain't got em
Then shut up your face
Bout to run up and mace
Get the f*ck outta this place
Running the race
My mind got slow
Every day I got no more space
And I'm outta place
Out of place
Every day is pitch black
Mind tells me I gotta quit
Lucky my eyes are in tact
Cause I was seeing wierd shit
Need to watch your diet
Cause I'm spittin vitamins
See a chain ya got your eye on it
We gonna have to fight again
I'll get it for free
Wanna f*ck with me
Grab the machete
Cut your head off
And sell your teeth
You ain't no g
Celebrity or mvp
I'll be selling my m p three
To all you empty seeds
Yeah
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Writer: Shane Stevens
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