I was lost in the snow Life weren’t always glitter and gold For the new and the old Dust picked up in the wind I still pray the lord forgives me for alla my sins For the times I didn’t no better and the shii that I did For the choices I made sat there wasting my days Like ship setting sail you soon stop counting the days
Verse 1) Streetlights hum, shadows dance on the pavement, Winter chill cuts deep, another night feels vacant. Young kid with ambition, product of the grind, Money on my mind, but the cost’s undefined. We came up off crumbs, made a meal outta nothin’, But the hunger don’t stop, it just grows into somethin’. Snow falls heavy, it ain’t just on the ground, It’s in the baggies, in the hands, it’s what circles the town. I seen hope in the eyes of the desperate and broke, I seen fear in the heart of the man who sold dope. This ain’t a life we chose; it’s the one we inherit, Caught between survival and the dreams we can’t cherish. I remember old heads warned me about the trap, But their warnings got drowned by the sound of a strap. Every dollar feels cursed, every deal feels rushed, And every snowfall’s just the powder we trust. Friends split for the bread, blood spilled for a check, I watched loyalty dissolve, there ain’t no love left. Mama cried in the kitchen, said, “This ain’t what I raised,” But I’m stuck in the hustle; it’s the game that we play. Police raid the block, neighbors whisperin’ prayers, But prayers don’t pay rent, so the risk keeps me there. I’m chasing something bigger, but the steps feel steep, Every move feels shaky, like the ice underneath. (Verse 2) Flakes fall, cover footprints left in the night, Another soul turned to ghost under flickering lights. This ain’t the movies-ain’t no glamour in this fight, Just a boy turned a man tryna make wrongs right. I’ve seen dreams get crushed under pressure and time, Seen the hardest men break from the weight of the climb. We talk power and respect like it’s more than a word, But the power’s just a weapon, and respect is a curse. Snowfall feeds the hunger, but it starves who we are, You might shine in the moment, but it dims who you are. Every flake’s a reminder of the roads we chose, And the bodies left buried where the frostbite grows. Uncles in the trap, nephews learnin’ the trade, Generations caught slippin’ on the ice that we laid. It’s a cycle so vicious, you don’t see where it ends, You just learn to survive, bury enemies and friends. They told me, “Keep your circle small; trust don’t come cheap,” But betrayal’s a language that we all learn to speak. I’ve watched brothers turn Judas when the numbers got high, The snowfall’s like a mirror, showin’ cracks in the sky. So I’m out here at dawn, tryna cover my steps, Every move calculated, every thought’s a regret. And the snowfall don’t stop, it just blankets the pain, Till the sun melts the lies, and it all starts again.
J’suis comme un smic j’fais qu’aller et venir , mauvais oeil comme lunatic ici aucun avenir Froid comme l’hivers mais l’silence n’est pas un oublie , en vue aucune pivert du haut d’ma city Zéro pity le ptit n’est plus , les circonstance on crée la conséquence , zéro stevy sans semy en vu Rejetée comme lucifer , même si pour eux j’sortirai le (bruit de balle)
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Defintion Of Bliss
I was lost in the snow
Life weren’t always glitter and gold
For the new and the old
Dust picked up in the wind
I still pray the lord forgives me for alla my sins
For the times I didn’t no better and the shii that I did
For the choices I made sat there wasting my days
Like ship setting sail you soon stop counting the days
Verse 1)
Streetlights hum, shadows dance on the pavement,
Winter chill cuts deep, another night feels vacant.
Young kid with ambition, product of the grind,
Money on my mind, but the cost’s undefined.
We came up off crumbs, made a meal outta nothin’,
But the hunger don’t stop, it just grows into somethin’.
Snow falls heavy, it ain’t just on the ground,
It’s in the baggies, in the hands, it’s what circles the town.
I seen hope in the eyes of the desperate and broke,
I seen fear in the heart of the man who sold dope.
This ain’t a life we chose; it’s the one we inherit,
Caught between survival and the dreams we can’t cherish.
I remember old heads warned me about the trap,
But their warnings got drowned by the sound of a strap.
Every dollar feels cursed, every deal feels rushed,
And every snowfall’s just the powder we trust.
Friends split for the bread, blood spilled for a check,
I watched loyalty dissolve, there ain’t no love left.
Mama cried in the kitchen, said, “This ain’t what I raised,”
But I’m stuck in the hustle; it’s the game that we play.
Police raid the block, neighbors whisperin’ prayers,
But prayers don’t pay rent, so the risk keeps me there.
I’m chasing something bigger, but the steps feel steep,
Every move feels shaky, like the ice underneath.
(Verse 2)
Flakes fall, cover footprints left in the night,
Another soul turned to ghost under flickering lights.
This ain’t the movies-ain’t no glamour in this fight,
Just a boy turned a man tryna make wrongs right.
I’ve seen dreams get crushed under pressure and time,
Seen the hardest men break from the weight of the climb.
We talk power and respect like it’s more than a word,
But the power’s just a weapon, and respect is a curse.
Snowfall feeds the hunger, but it starves who we are,
You might shine in the moment, but it dims who you are.
Every flake’s a reminder of the roads we chose,
And the bodies left buried where the frostbite grows.
Uncles in the trap, nephews learnin’ the trade,
Generations caught slippin’ on the ice that we laid.
It’s a cycle so vicious, you don’t see where it ends,
You just learn to survive, bury enemies and friends.
They told me, “Keep your circle small; trust don’t come cheap,”
But betrayal’s a language that we all learn to speak.
I’ve watched brothers turn Judas when the numbers got high,
The snowfall’s like a mirror, showin’ cracks in the sky.
So I’m out here at dawn, tryna cover my steps,
Every move calculated, every thought’s a regret.
And the snowfall don’t stop, it just blankets the pain,
Till the sun melts the lies, and it all starts again.
J’suis comme un smic j’fais qu’aller et venir , mauvais oeil comme lunatic ici aucun avenir
Froid comme l’hivers mais l’silence n’est pas un oublie , en vue aucune pivert du haut d’ma city
Zéro pity le ptit n’est plus , les circonstance on crée la conséquence , zéro stevy sans semy en vu
Rejetée comme lucifer , même si pour eux j’sortirai le (bruit de balle)