From the time of crying young to tears of crying some For this beat, its ressurection, like sweetness on the tounge, Now the one, no neo, get on beats and lets pun- -ish it........
See world, We've Shookin you to the core with no harm done (armor), On contrar this fathers feeding his seedlings and meanings are meaningless, If he sees stress in her eyes instead of happiness shit cant digest this modern martyr no role model concept I'd expect, Wakes up at ten then brushes his reluctance with redundancy repugnant like who does this which seems, Tearing barely there when the boss who's troubled by these same thoughts is asking if he hears him, Drowning till the worlds dissappearing, Fearing the worst his cheerness dispersed another fortyeight all to work, But it doesnt work, money cursed with another pur-chase, As he chase like a dog after his own tail so close but he cant tell, The systems got him in a spell in a daze but he'll trade it all away just so his daughter could stay safe, So see world were all locked in a cage doing tricks to try and attain a certain level of free will, Black and white with no gray untill my heart doesnt beat the same....
Charles “Chilly” Patton has been released from prison after 16 years behind bars.
Peace to 1st and 15th.
"If we break down those walls to set you freee we would, and we out hereee and we miss you!"
This sounds like some life-changing shit. This is what I like.
I wrote to this YEARS ago... I'm innn there:) Thanks whoever uploaded this... Genius!!
Too fire
replay button is gettin seriously raped right now
🔥🔥🔥 I’m sure Chilly is high above still smiling 😎👍🏿
very nice music
You can really hear the strings in this version.
It's incredible. How did you find this? Is it a remake or is it from a CD?
From the time of crying young to tears of crying some
For this beat, its ressurection, like sweetness on the tounge,
Now the one, no neo, get on beats and lets pun-
-ish it........
See world,
We've Shookin you to the core with no harm done (armor),
On contrar this fathers feeding his seedlings and meanings are meaningless,
If he sees stress in her eyes instead of happiness shit cant digest this modern martyr no role model concept I'd expect,
Wakes up at ten then brushes his reluctance with redundancy repugnant like who does this which seems,
Tearing barely there when the boss who's troubled by these same thoughts is asking if he hears him,
Drowning till the worlds dissappearing,
Fearing the worst his cheerness dispersed another fortyeight all to work,
But it doesnt work, money cursed with another pur-chase,
As he chase like a dog after his own tail so close but he cant tell,
The systems got him in a spell in a daze but he'll trade it all away just so his daughter could stay safe,
So see world were all locked in a cage doing tricks to try and attain a certain level of free will,
Black and white with no gray untill my heart doesnt beat the same....
I tried remaking the beat to this on FL Studio, check it.