
Look Out The Window Serius Jones (Ft. Jay Rock)
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[Hook]
How could this be? Look out the window, what do I see?
I see angels and demons at war, what are we hustlin' for?
I wanna be free, sometimes I ask GOD "What about me?"
Why can't I have the life that I dream?
This can't be how it's supposed to be
[Verse 1: Serius Jones]
Just holding down your house is a sprain
All accounts gettin' drained, lifting couches for change
The whole game is a drought and the rain keep drowning your brain
Streets announcing your name
When dreams fall, nightmares come true
And in a heated fight, where's Sun Tzu?
The Art of War is a big picture
It ain't hard to draw blood over a little rock, look at Arkansas
My heart is pure so I pardon yours
I was born in the cores, my only flaw is I absorb it all
I try to stick to the script, follow protocols
Cause even Left Eye died chasin' waterfalls
Where's the glory for the good soldier?
Kush boulder, stretching my mind out; that's hood yoga
Formulating my next mass to move ruthless
Cause it seems like the coolest we lose, I be confuse like...
[Hook]
How could this be? Look out the window, what do I see?
I see angels and demons at war, what are we hustlin' for?
I wanna be free, sometimes I ask GOD "What about me?"
Why can't I have the life that I dream?
This can't be how it's supposed to be
[Verse 1: Serius Jones]
Just holding down your house is a sprain
All accounts gettin' drained, lifting couches for change
The whole game is a drought and the rain keep drowning your brain
Streets announcing your name
When dreams fall, nightmares come true
And in a heated fight, where's Sun Tzu?
The Art of War is a big picture
It ain't hard to draw blood over a little rock, look at Arkansas
My heart is pure so I pardon yours
I was born in the cores, my only flaw is I absorb it all
I try to stick to the script, follow protocols
Cause even Left Eye died chasin' waterfalls
Where's the glory for the good soldier?
Kush boulder, stretching my mind out; that's hood yoga
Formulating my next mass to move ruthless
Cause it seems like the coolest we lose, I be confuse like...
[Hook]
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