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Hello Earth
02:18
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A little change makes the word go round (round round round)
A promise can't take you far from now (now now ouu-oh-oh-ouu-oh)
This is for the underground, people who they say to live you gotta have another sound,
You can’t even knock the head from underneath my broken crown,
I’ve awoken child this an open trial let the jury speak convict you of your crimes against everything but humanity,
What is planet earth without corporations and fantasy,
Happiness occurs in some instances oh I’m sad now,
Everything just distractions no getting free from this cash cow,
I free the world don't ask how,
I plugged all my leaks so you can’t drain me of my peace
I been through too much too fast what doIi have left that I could pass out,
Weren’t you relieved when you discovered all your meaning
your existence in between the only thing that make world go
A little change makes the word go round (round round round)
A promise can't take you far from now (now now ouu-oh-oh-ouu-oh)
Swear the pressure weigh a hundred pounds,
I done went a couple rounds, I switched up my flow for you,
I supposed im bound to view, Everything im meant to see
My pockets empty stomach empty soul is empty so why envy me? show empathy
I was born a lesson for the brave man, It was not my preference I’ll complain until my bones is where my grave stands,
Burry me the pastor screaming amen,
Hey friends, hey earth, day ends, night hurts, amen
This not a trend i'm a real life hero
When the world end I’ll be right here with you
Hello there earth really to nice you
Show me where to stand make me understand me oh
Breaking free, we’re breaking free
Breaking free, breaking free
A little change makes the word go round (round round round)
A promise can't take you far from now (now now ouu-oh-oh-ouu-oh)
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2. |
Momma Say
03:14
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Momma say don’t ever let the fame get to your head cuz
Most these broken demons find they comfort in your bed
Don’t say you need me if you really don't care
I oughta know you is really right here
Oh momma say I’m different special holy vessel drawn by stencils
I no recognize myself, too many bottles and bottomless pits of burning hell
Oh oh oh baby hold me till the sun come down
Down Down
Then turn the lights back on
Oh yea
Momma I’m still your son
Oh I
You try to find me, needle in haystack
Wait till my skin don’t run
Searching for me don’t waste your breath
I can’t speak with you
You don’t know my pain
You ain't seen my blue
Just turn the lights back on
Then turn the lights back on
Oh yea
Momma I’m still your son
Oh yea
You try to find me, needle in haystack
Wait till my skin don’t run
Run Run
Searching for me don’t waste your breath
I can’t speak with you
You don’t know my pain
You ain't seen my blue
Just turn the lights back on
Momma say don't ever let no loss decide your worth
Don’t forget beginning middle thesis in your verse
You was born a soldier not a killer there’s difference quite a distance from murder case
Hope my anger problems never let me catch a case
But I don’t know, smile up on my bloody face
Love’s a no sho, I can barely break
Is just barely got a taste
Making music feel like cycles of reciting pain
Sometimes I just wanna drop it don’t got anything
But they tell me switch the topic I ain’t finished praying
Imagine hearing all these voice in your fucking brain
I don’t know no mo
I can’t sleep my eyes so sore
I ain’t never asked for more
I ain’t never felt so poor
I ain’t never felt so, I ain’t never felt so
Run, Run, Run
Then turn the lights back on
Oh yea
Momma I’m still your son
Oh I
You try to find me, needle in haystack
Wait till my skin don’t run
Searching for me don’t waste your breath
I can’t speak with you
You don’t know my pain
You ain't seen my blue
Just turn the lights back on
Oh no no, Oh oh
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3. |
Run!
02:22
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Running away from you can be my downfall
I can’t escape these withdrawals
Oh, Who still has control I’ll head back home
It’s the young black Michael Jackson
African at heart my teachers made the drop the accent I ain’t used to have a passion
Until I heard my teacher tell me that I ain’t shit
Maybe he was right cuz I ain’t staining up the pavement
Man the south is getting hella dirty, I get home at 7:30
Watch out for the FBI the songs I write explain a story they don’t wanna hear me say
I ain’t worth a dime until I’m balling in the NBA
I ain’t king James but I harden when I’m through the gate
Gotta keep a layer of the armor on me anyways
My 12 gauge is on heavy spray I’m paranoid for heaven sake I’m paralyzed I need a break a pair of lies I give or take though oftentimes they do relate
Whats ya purpose
And what’s your drive
I ain’t sure we watching we ain’t, on the same vibe
What we doing
And what’s your goal
I can’t see my future but, I know I know
Running away from you can be my downfall
I can’t escape these withdrawals
Oh, Who still has control I’ll head back home
It’s the young black Michael Jackson
They call me smooth criminal my death the final action I don’t even need a casket
I Rest In Peace alone my brothers never blink to blast it keep your blinker on this right turn gon leave yo windows cracking
Don't let em catch you lacking
Don't be a happy father
Don’t be a jolly captain
Don’t quit with all that yapping
I’m hungry I been fasting i'm hanged on what you asking
I’m colder by the minute my heart is native Alaskan,
See this more than music, this more than raps this is more than therapeutic
The worst feeling is to realize you had a Judas
Or a Brutus stab you in the back and leave you clueless man i'm sick and tired of choosing
Whats ya purpose
And what’s your drive
I ain’t sure we watching we ain’t, on the same vibe
What we doing
And what’s your goal
I can’t see my future but, I know I know
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4. |
Superstar You
02:30
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A million waves, crash down on me
You watch me drown
Drown drown drown
Don’t wait till I drown
Don’t wait till these walls fall down
take me away from it all
Drown drown drown
Take me away
Everyday, a girl like you don’t cease to remind me of love
Everyday, I feel a million waves crash down on me
What you seeking prolly won’t find, picked the puzzle out my own mind, to see a
girl like you don’t cease to remind me of love
Everyday, I feel, a million a waves crash down on me
brotha are you real if you’re not famous
swear that I would rather kill than to die nameless
follow me on the gram, be a fan, don’t offend, i'm still the man, when the phone turn off
Brotha are you either broke or you bag chasing, song placements plaques with glass cases
Man this song is Song is jam, follow me follow me follow me follow again, I got plan to be G-r-a-t-e
spelled great wrong hoping they don’t hate me
With a bit love every little day say seem, bigger than the last good things never last Temporary cash in bank i'm so in love
So damn stressed
I feel a million waves crash down me
Everyday, a girl like you don’t cease to remind me of love
Everyday, I feel a million waves crash down on me
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5. |
For Her When I'm Gone
01:38
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Every time spent is not a loss in your embrace
I can't get enough I should be watching my intake
It’s dark outside I see the light
The stars creating new constellations the shape of life
The shape of you that I want to visit for all my life
I know we argue sometimes
I know you say that I don’t understand or maybe I’m lying
I know I hurt you dearly darling i'm still serving my time
But my love will always hug you till the end my times
When my rhymes no longer speaking I will live in your mind
And we’ll watching a thousand episodes of everything
And we’ll watch each other smile and think of everything
Hand up on your face so remember that I’m real
Made a couple a songs so you can hear bout how I feel
head down low so the wave might pass
Seatbelt on girl the whip might crash
I would die for you
Yea I really will
And you prolly do know this
I'm here for you
Through the worst through the best you the heart in my chest so
I would live for you
Live
I would live for you
Live
I would fly with you
See the sky with you
Spend the the night on my side locking eyes with you
I would die for you
Yea I really will
And you prolly do know this
I'm here for you
Through the worst through the best you the heart in my chest so
I would live for you
Live
I would live for you
Live
I would fly with you
See the sky with you
Spend the the night on my side locking eyes with you oh
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6. |
Writers Block!
02:43
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7. |
Recovery
02:44
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Ain't no warmth in my bed sheets
Me and my fam don’t talk too much the way that distance is deadly
Conversations still empty
If I die tomorrow will you kiss me with my clothes on
If I fuck you now will my contact name still say Armstrong
I’m kinda perfect for you yea
I’m still high off my ignorance and car ain’t starting by noon yea
Worship me like I do I’m
Nervous just like you
Teeth is grinding mostly
Interact with ghosts the other world is where i'm supposed be
FaceTime, Hangup
Bedroom, Make love
I ain’t really one with hella pay stubs or patience but I really wanna change up oh
yea
FaceTime, Hangup
Bedroom, Make love
I just wanna see you with your face up and my cap down I can you what i'm made of oh
Even on this earth I’m an outcast
Time the only thing I wanna outlast
Now the stakes high like outback
I should go to mars for the weekend
I should hit the park see the sun get a run
But I don’t where to start what I want said and done
Will you be there along the way
I can wait for you, prolly every day
I’m still searching too
Even in your phone I’m an outcast, he the only one I gotta outlast
I could be ya heart for the weekend two drinks in and I’m still barely speaking oh
Swear I won’t die like a bitch I’ll kill the whole world before I fall for its tricks
I’ll kill my own self if I lost what I is
I’ll kill the world black plague never miss I’m sad
Very still happy tho, scratch that nigga what the fuck you asking for you ain’t perfect hoe
I’m still perfect tho, imma plead the 5th, see you on the forth, I was never chose
Even in this life I’m an outcast
Dark skin big head get out-classed
My blood still red don’t count that
My chain still swing like Tarzan
My uncle call me daily
His gravesite tempo 80
The dirt still taste last year
Last year don’t ever last yea
My tears don’t rain then thunder
The shadows that we under no, no
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ArmstrongWW Houston, Texas
ArmstrongWW is a Cameroon born-Houston based musician/songwriter
Beginning to write songs at age 6, Armstrong is now known for his signature vocal layering and colorful cadence.
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