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Bouty Johnson - POV:FPS Lyrics



Bouty Johnson - POV:FPS Lyrics
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Bouty Johnson, Suspect Allegedly. Right
Think about how safe you are
As he's awakened from the loud morning prayer
He knows it brings the people peace, but he's only scared
His boss points to the flames, say you go in there
And when death looks you in the eye, you better show no fear
To keep it real, we envy the opposition
They die for religion, we die for tuition
And can't forget what gives you're engine, it's ignition
We all one big mission, it's called from the system
Come on, dawg, it ain't really complex
Drop bombs on Islam, like the song says
When he was 13, he had his palms read
He wanted fortune, but these kids just want bread
The biggest mystery is if he sees the next morning
Vivid memories, he still smells the flesh scorching
So his girls text for him, that there was so much death out there, but less boring
Ladies and gentlemen, the Bible says that there is a time for peace and a time for war
This is a time, a war for a common good
So he figures that we all had the right of passage
Dynamite blasting, I wanna die laughing
Who needs coffee when you got the morning bombs
If you saw your mom's torched, of course you support the cause
We are normal men, no matter the foreign law
Who are you if you alive, but your story's gone
That's what our victims are dealing with every day
To feed the system that you live in, dawg, there's no other way
And the ones that say they hate it the most, they say it from a place where those faces ain't able to go
And if your place is safe with shade, you can't grow
My man's still in Iran, like where'd the plan go
All he knows is he has another mission again
The taste of blood and war can be more addictive than fent
He knows he's gotta live with his sins, so he listens to men
Who have done it before, now together they did it again
This is the end, but it's like life is playing this trick
You have to take life now to be able to live
He thinks about all the things he can't say to his kids
Except he did it for the nation, and the nation is him
The nation within, we die for the greatest pretend
Forever stained by the remains, by the names of his friends
I could say it again, but no one's praying for them
I could say it again, but no one's praying for them END
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Bouty Johnson, Suspect Allegedly. Right
Think about how safe you are
As he's awakened from the loud morning prayer
He knows it brings the people peace, but he's only scared
His boss points to the flames, say you go in there
And when death looks you in the eye, you better show no fear
To keep it real, we envy the opposition
They die for religion, we die for tuition
And can't forget what gives you're engine, it's ignition
We all one big mission, it's called from the system
Come on, dawg, it ain't really complex
Drop bombs on Islam, like the song says
When he was 13, he had his palms read
He wanted fortune, but these kids just want bread
The biggest mystery is if he sees the next morning
Vivid memories, he still smells the flesh scorching
So his girls text for him, that there was so much death out there, but less boring
Ladies and gentlemen, the Bible says that there is a time for peace and a time for war
This is a time, a war for a common good
So he figures that we all had the right of passage
Dynamite blasting, I wanna die laughing
Who needs coffee when you got the morning bombs
If you saw your mom's torched, of course you support the cause
We are normal men, no matter the foreign law
Who are you if you alive, but your story's gone
That's what our victims are dealing with every day
To feed the system that you live in, dawg, there's no other way
And the ones that say they hate it the most, they say it from a place where those faces ain't able to go
And if your place is safe with shade, you can't grow
My man's still in Iran, like where'd the plan go
All he knows is he has another mission again
The taste of blood and war can be more addictive than fent
He knows he's gotta live with his sins, so he listens to men
Who have done it before, now together they did it again
This is the end, but it's like life is playing this trick
You have to take life now to be able to live
He thinks about all the things he can't say to his kids
Except he did it for the nation, and the nation is him
The nation within, we die for the greatest pretend
Forever stained by the remains, by the names of his friends
I could say it again, but no one's praying for them
I could say it again, but no one's praying for them END
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Writer: Michael Johnson
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Performed By: Bouty Johnson
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Michael Johnson

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