Classified Alias Music
Tell me who's the one trying to make a living with these lyrics
Walking past the writing on the wall, no hieroglyphic
I'm trying to light a flame brighter than you light a spliff with
Because the day is only dark when there's no light to live with
Tell me whose the one
Trying to keep from pouring up these liquids
Cause I been losing balance trying to battle off these spirits
I just pray that this equation doesn't cancel out the digits trying answer problems while I multiply the vision
Tell me whose the one with this energy for all my of enemies
Just below the Tennessee the Quarter 6 is dear to me
I seen some broke nights but them nights ain't see no bend in me
Focused on the promise meant for me while you just mention me
I got two degrees, so the breezies always tempting me
I don't fit your leash because we come from different pedigrees
Tryna build a legacy while performing at Legacy
And still become the son that I was meant to be
Now tell me who's the one
Trying to find peace within' a fissure
Voice raised like your mama finding frozen chicken
Tension mixing in the same air they fly a fist in
Because they trying to pick the blanket that they like their pigs in
Tell me whose the one
With the answers that we might be missing
Because the devil tapping shoulders like he like submission
And I'm trying to be Bryan Danielson with how I kick it
But the main event is calling better buy a ticket tell me whose the
One, two
This just for you
Three, four
Open up the door
Five, six
If you shoot don't miss
Seven, eight
Wait, make it flip and tell me whose the
One, two
This just for you (uh)
Three, four
Open up the door (uh)
Five, six
If you shoot don't miss (uh)
Seven, eight
Wait, make it flip and tell me whose the one
More than my mother's son
A warrior till war is won
Still much more to become, could finish but never done
No part is greater than sum
The hatred becoming fun
Been solid ain't gotta run when they tell me whose the
Highly favored and blessed, within His graces I rest
Pressure that's on my chest I gathered up on this quest
I know you still wanna test, but your soul I wanna check
So before your last breath can you tell me who's the one
Wescam & Classified Alias - Numbers Lyrics
Wescam & Classified Alias - Numbers Lyrics
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Classified Alias Music
Tell me who's the one trying to make a living with these lyrics
Walking past the writing on the wall, no hieroglyphic
I'm trying to light a flame brighter than you light a spliff with
Because the day is only dark when there's no light to live with
Tell me whose the one
Trying to keep from pouring up these liquids
Cause I been losing balance trying to battle off these spirits
I just pray that this equation doesn't cancel out the digits trying answer problems while I multiply the vision
Tell me whose the one with this energy for all my of enemies
Just below the Tennessee the Quarter 6 is dear to me
I seen some broke nights but them nights ain't see no bend in me
Focused on the promise meant for me while you just mention me
I got two degrees, so the breezies always tempting me
I don't fit your leash because we come from different pedigrees
Tryna build a legacy while performing at Legacy
And still become the son that I was meant to be
Now tell me who's the one
Trying to find peace within' a fissure
Voice raised like your mama finding frozen chicken
Tension mixing in the same air they fly a fist in
Because they trying to pick the blanket that they like their pigs in
Tell me whose the one
With the answers that we might be missing
Because the devil tapping shoulders like he like submission
And I'm trying to be Bryan Danielson with how I kick it
But the main event is calling better buy a ticket tell me whose the
One, two
This just for you
Three, four
Open up the door
Five, six
If you shoot don't miss
Seven, eight
Wait, make it flip and tell me whose the
One, two
This just for you (uh)
Three, four
Open up the door (uh)
Five, six
If you shoot don't miss (uh)
Seven, eight
Wait, make it flip and tell me whose the one
More than my mother's son
A warrior till war is won
Still much more to become, could finish but never done
No part is greater than sum
The hatred becoming fun
Been solid ain't gotta run when they tell me whose the
Highly favored and blessed, within His graces I rest
Pressure that's on my chest I gathered up on this quest
I know you still wanna test, but your soul I wanna check
So before your last breath can you tell me who's the one
Tell me who's the one trying to make a living with these lyrics
Walking past the writing on the wall, no hieroglyphic
I'm trying to light a flame brighter than you light a spliff with
Because the day is only dark when there's no light to live with
Tell me whose the one
Trying to keep from pouring up these liquids
Cause I been losing balance trying to battle off these spirits
I just pray that this equation doesn't cancel out the digits trying answer problems while I multiply the vision
Tell me whose the one with this energy for all my of enemies
Just below the Tennessee the Quarter 6 is dear to me
I seen some broke nights but them nights ain't see no bend in me
Focused on the promise meant for me while you just mention me
I got two degrees, so the breezies always tempting me
I don't fit your leash because we come from different pedigrees
Tryna build a legacy while performing at Legacy
And still become the son that I was meant to be
Now tell me who's the one
Trying to find peace within' a fissure
Voice raised like your mama finding frozen chicken
Tension mixing in the same air they fly a fist in
Because they trying to pick the blanket that they like their pigs in
Tell me whose the one
With the answers that we might be missing
Because the devil tapping shoulders like he like submission
And I'm trying to be Bryan Danielson with how I kick it
But the main event is calling better buy a ticket tell me whose the
One, two
This just for you
Three, four
Open up the door
Five, six
If you shoot don't miss
Seven, eight
Wait, make it flip and tell me whose the
One, two
This just for you (uh)
Three, four
Open up the door (uh)
Five, six
If you shoot don't miss (uh)
Seven, eight
Wait, make it flip and tell me whose the one
More than my mother's son
A warrior till war is won
Still much more to become, could finish but never done
No part is greater than sum
The hatred becoming fun
Been solid ain't gotta run when they tell me whose the
Highly favored and blessed, within His graces I rest
Pressure that's on my chest I gathered up on this quest
I know you still wanna test, but your soul I wanna check
So before your last breath can you tell me who's the one
Writer: Wesley Wright
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid