L.I.F.E. Long & Bunty Beats ft. King RA and Paro - “Climbing Up”
[Emcee(s): L.I.F.E. Long and Paro]
[Producer(s): Bunty Beats]
[Hook: King RA]
[Hook: King RA]
Living life stuck. The system got us fucked (Damn)
Shit out of luck. Hustle to survive for
Pounds and bucks (Yeah), struggling on crumbling
Ground, climbing up (We’re here)
[Verse 1: L.I.F.E. Long]
We’re at a
Standstill against oppresors’ upper-hand will
They’re ones standing behind unlawful laws and bills, wolves
Posing as sheep, selling lies to feeble
Blind-minded feed people deaf, dumb to the evil. Rich
Vs. poor. Economics got the public [?]
Wherever you are, the truth ain’t that far
It’s all about the stash adding up inside money jars
I draw your eyes and leave ‘em open wide, intend to give
Vision on what’s going on worldwide. The time’s
Ticking like never before. Revolving door how
One thing leaves, yet returns for more
Until problems standing deep in the corridor, stuck
Trying to escape this hallway-type maze, thinking
‘Bout the last time I’ve seen better days. Memories
Gliding out from clouds of haze. Through the darkest
Days, steady climbing up towards the sunrays
[Emcee(s): L.I.F.E. Long and Paro]
[Producer(s): Bunty Beats]
[Hook: King RA]
[Hook: King RA]
Living life stuck. The system got us fucked (Damn)
Shit out of luck. Hustle to survive for
Pounds and bucks (Yeah), struggling on crumbling
Ground, climbing up (We’re here)
[Verse 1: L.I.F.E. Long]
We’re at a
Standstill against oppresors’ upper-hand will
They’re ones standing behind unlawful laws and bills, wolves
Posing as sheep, selling lies to feeble
Blind-minded feed people deaf, dumb to the evil. Rich
Vs. poor. Economics got the public [?]
Wherever you are, the truth ain’t that far
It’s all about the stash adding up inside money jars
I draw your eyes and leave ‘em open wide, intend to give
Vision on what’s going on worldwide. The time’s
Ticking like never before. Revolving door how
One thing leaves, yet returns for more
Until problems standing deep in the corridor, stuck
Trying to escape this hallway-type maze, thinking
‘Bout the last time I’ve seen better days. Memories
Gliding out from clouds of haze. Through the darkest
Days, steady climbing up towards the sunrays
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