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homme aveugle. Video (MV)




Performed By: Angel Ochoa
Language: English
Length: 6:14
Written by: Miguel Pena




Angel Ochoa - homme aveugle. Lyrics
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I ain't trip on shit that ain't worthy of being tripped on you what i'm saying?
Ay christian ay ay pedro
Ay tell em how mile Gratitude on top always you know what I'm saying that's on-
Ay you know how it is
You know I gotta speak my mind real quick right?
Let me tell y'all these fables bout me and my family when every emotion gon coincide
I made Theotokos two weekends ago told my brother about it just last night
He told me I'm barking the wrong tree my thinking was this ain't a bark it's a full on bite
He said he don't think I should talk in on such of a subject whether I'm wrong or right
I got my opinions about him sometimes I just feel like he filled in with too much pride
When push come to shove all this beauty my therapy even when dead inside
These currents ain't waves these currents our floods so everyone drowning up in the rhyme
This one from my father who number one influence this one been happened in 89
Anything's a drug if you take it
You know
It's not good to take things too much
You know because then they don't seem to be worth it-
Blind man gon get what's coming to him
Hexes on his head he can't run stay elusive
Blind man gon stand by everything that he used to
Blind man gon sing for dead still need work on tuning
Blind man got macho bravado
Blind man gon give respect to things that gon pop him in the head if he follow
Blind man love victory
Blind man gon say "Ima kill or set on every single soul that gon belittle me"
Everybody love gang activity
The thrill and rush is from shooting up is a high mentally
The day my father got his backed turned on
Choir sung in the background thought his life was gone
If my grandmother saw their son dead and took all pain
It's just another trial and case up in San Jose
Tribulation daily occurrence same newspaper every week
Vision blurry like that blind man across the street
Different journey but it's on the same rode that we meet
Rush hour hurry I just walked past his killer's feet
He got spirits on him dark energy around a blind man
You'll know his soul if you hit em where hurts I suggest try him then
Blind man gon get what's coming to him
Hexes on his head he can't run stay elusive
Blind man gon stand by everything that he used to
Blind man gon sing for dead still need work on tuning
Blind man got macho bravado
Blind man gon give respect to things that gon pop him in the head if he follow
Blind man love victory
Blind man gon say "Ima kill or set on every single soul that gon belittle me"
Blind man too meticulous
Blind man too arrogant too know what decision is
He walk like the world out to get em
Even the reverend
In realities reversed the reverend prayers intercepted
Whatchu think he playing chess?
Or is the rest playin him?
Opposite of silence was his only form of message
Toting weapon out and about memories recollecting
F*ck everything that we smoked out dopamine receptors
It turns out
He been only playing checkers
When they checked em
His own friends had ran him for a necklace and a few stab wounds
2 am jane session
Unresponsive for hours thought this was last couple seconds
Own man with own inception
Snake friends with some fake intentions
What a combination
He thought this clique was the place where he reside and sanctioned
Initiated for awhile this his denomination
Until it wasn't
Blind man gon get what's coming to him
Hexes on his head he can't run stay elusive
Blind man gon stand by everything that he used to
Blind man gon sing for dead still need work on tuning
Blind man got macho bravado
Blind man gon give respect to things that gon pop him in the head if he follow
Blind man love victory
Blind man gon say "ima kill or set on every single soul that gon belittle me"
I still remember the moment I gouged my eye out
Blood over the compound dying for motives that I'm bout
Same routine on the beat
Never miss a rhythm
Don't ever miss a cue because life the blind route
6 am hopping in caddy I plan to fix it up
Driving to a suburb just to park in a park's parking lot and meditate
Recently I've been filled with hate
Recently I've been on the thinking "God don't make mistakes"
So if I commit suicide on this mic right now next to my passion
Then God willing this supposed to happen
Depression a f*cking hoe and it knows how to disturb me
Depression is the girl that convinced me that she was worthy
Depression is what my father had when he was surely
Gang banging-
Every siren was alerting
Like in the first verse if he turned his back once
He'll get that gut feeling and not the one you thinking of
Blind man gon get what's coming to him
Hexes on his head he can't run stay elusive
Blind man gon stand by everything that he used to
Blind man gon sing for dead still need work on tuning
Blind man got macho bravado
Blind man gon give respect to things that gon pop him in the head if he follow
Blind man love victory
Blind man gon say "Ima kill or set on every single soul that gon belittle me"
Depression got no rhythm
Depression is the owner of baphomet yelling for him to sick em
As a society we too developed not to know
That dope and devil's potion ain't the lovely way to cope
I made a whole album about it you listening to it
I'll tell you know my homies body language never fluent
It starts in the families as the youngins gonna watch
He see from siblings, cousin, father, mother stained influenced
Sometime it come pure as water
Most time it come in dirty blood
I never realized the graves we dug
Until then
For a long period of time forgot who I was
365 days I'm struggling with addiction
It creep up on me every time someone mention my ego shifting
To circle back around about how to become a man
Everything my father was is now everything I am
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English

I ain't trip on shit that ain't worthy of being tripped on you what i'm saying?
Ay christian ay ay pedro
Ay tell em how mile Gratitude on top always you know what I'm saying that's on-
Ay you know how it is
You know I gotta speak my mind real quick right?
Let me tell y'all these fables bout me and my family when every emotion gon coincide
I made Theotokos two weekends ago told my brother about it just last night
He told me I'm barking the wrong tree my thinking was this ain't a bark it's a full on bite
He said he don't think I should talk in on such of a subject whether I'm wrong or right
I got my opinions about him sometimes I just feel like he filled in with too much pride
When push come to shove all this beauty my therapy even when dead inside
These currents ain't waves these currents our floods so everyone drowning up in the rhyme
This one from my father who number one influence this one been happened in 89
Anything's a drug if you take it
You know
It's not good to take things too much
You know because then they don't seem to be worth it-
Blind man gon get what's coming to him
Hexes on his head he can't run stay elusive
Blind man gon stand by everything that he used to
Blind man gon sing for dead still need work on tuning
Blind man got macho bravado
Blind man gon give respect to things that gon pop him in the head if he follow
Blind man love victory
Blind man gon say "Ima kill or set on every single soul that gon belittle me"
Everybody love gang activity
The thrill and rush is from shooting up is a high mentally
The day my father got his backed turned on
Choir sung in the background thought his life was gone
If my grandmother saw their son dead and took all pain
It's just another trial and case up in San Jose
Tribulation daily occurrence same newspaper every week
Vision blurry like that blind man across the street
Different journey but it's on the same rode that we meet
Rush hour hurry I just walked past his killer's feet
He got spirits on him dark energy around a blind man
You'll know his soul if you hit em where hurts I suggest try him then
Blind man gon get what's coming to him
Hexes on his head he can't run stay elusive
Blind man gon stand by everything that he used to
Blind man gon sing for dead still need work on tuning
Blind man got macho bravado
Blind man gon give respect to things that gon pop him in the head if he follow
Blind man love victory
Blind man gon say "Ima kill or set on every single soul that gon belittle me"
Blind man too meticulous
Blind man too arrogant too know what decision is
He walk like the world out to get em
Even the reverend
In realities reversed the reverend prayers intercepted
Whatchu think he playing chess?
Or is the rest playin him?
Opposite of silence was his only form of message
Toting weapon out and about memories recollecting
F*ck everything that we smoked out dopamine receptors
It turns out
He been only playing checkers
When they checked em
His own friends had ran him for a necklace and a few stab wounds
2 am jane session
Unresponsive for hours thought this was last couple seconds
Own man with own inception
Snake friends with some fake intentions
What a combination
He thought this clique was the place where he reside and sanctioned
Initiated for awhile this his denomination
Until it wasn't
Blind man gon get what's coming to him
Hexes on his head he can't run stay elusive
Blind man gon stand by everything that he used to
Blind man gon sing for dead still need work on tuning
Blind man got macho bravado
Blind man gon give respect to things that gon pop him in the head if he follow
Blind man love victory
Blind man gon say "ima kill or set on every single soul that gon belittle me"
I still remember the moment I gouged my eye out
Blood over the compound dying for motives that I'm bout
Same routine on the beat
Never miss a rhythm
Don't ever miss a cue because life the blind route
6 am hopping in caddy I plan to fix it up
Driving to a suburb just to park in a park's parking lot and meditate
Recently I've been filled with hate
Recently I've been on the thinking "God don't make mistakes"
So if I commit suicide on this mic right now next to my passion
Then God willing this supposed to happen
Depression a f*cking hoe and it knows how to disturb me
Depression is the girl that convinced me that she was worthy
Depression is what my father had when he was surely
Gang banging-
Every siren was alerting
Like in the first verse if he turned his back once
He'll get that gut feeling and not the one you thinking of
Blind man gon get what's coming to him
Hexes on his head he can't run stay elusive
Blind man gon stand by everything that he used to
Blind man gon sing for dead still need work on tuning
Blind man got macho bravado
Blind man gon give respect to things that gon pop him in the head if he follow
Blind man love victory
Blind man gon say "Ima kill or set on every single soul that gon belittle me"
Depression got no rhythm
Depression is the owner of baphomet yelling for him to sick em
As a society we too developed not to know
That dope and devil's potion ain't the lovely way to cope
I made a whole album about it you listening to it
I'll tell you know my homies body language never fluent
It starts in the families as the youngins gonna watch
He see from siblings, cousin, father, mother stained influenced
Sometime it come pure as water
Most time it come in dirty blood
I never realized the graves we dug
Until then
For a long period of time forgot who I was
365 days I'm struggling with addiction
It creep up on me every time someone mention my ego shifting
To circle back around about how to become a man
Everything my father was is now everything I am
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Writer: Miguel Pena
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