All My Life-The Four Owls
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All My Life - The Four Owls

All my life

All my life

All my life

Poor poor man

All my life

All my life

All my life

Poor poor man

I see many people suffering

Stuck in da gutter rummaging

Clucking for something

Just to give the gut a little nourishment

Stomach it stay summonin' the hunter within

Pulled to surface

Human beings forced to primal urges

Tree's that are blazed are sellin

For mega peace

Still money dont grow on tree's

Assumin' its legal

Keep planting the seeds initiating the sequel

To leave you diggin' for the root of all evil

They act like they real

When they lead at least their see through

Their fishy with the skriller like

A mammy shifting seafood

Its funny how things change debated for the people

Thats the way they made it

The money made us all equal

I speak what i feel no reason to be deceitful

Or bring war To your door

Material possessions i aint into them at all

'Cos everything i truly

Love you never get receipts for

Leaf Dog

We step in this game with

No pennies to our names

Why you acting like your rich

With a pocket full of change

Life is a strain for the real people hustling

It doesnt add up

Like paying desperate money jugglin'

Wanderin' is this really part of the plan

To take an order from tha' man

The thought that we stand

To get rich and expand is the dream

That their sellin' us

And when we cant do it

They'll proceed to keep tellin' us

Jimmy's only words were "to much dicks"

So broke ill steal your

Whole mansion brick by brick

Think quick through the country other

With a load of fake names

Making claims on your grass its lost

All i really own was these words i was givin'

Reserved in the rhythm for the future to listen

The point i aint missin'

Cos i aint like you

I never found piece without

The wars i went through

All my life

All my life

All my life

Poor poor man

All my life

All my life

All my life

Yo

Much on my mind i dont find it funny

In the struggle with the leeches

How you've gotta mind your money

The little ive got they wanna take it from me

I dont praise the table

But man my family must eat

Im not a crook but was gettin'

Money off the books

Dont remember where mister tax man im sorry look

Im 'bout to go legit tryna start the music sh*t

Maybe get a little nine to five

If i aint makin' sh*t

Maybe this is just irresponsible for a family man

Writing chunks music spins puttin money in the bank

So no i cant do the free co-lab

Thanks for asking but now im an asshole

Deep in the over draft that makes me past broke

Its only money dont say that you cant cope

I say that makes a lot of other things hard though

Verb yes i rip flow so better show me the doe

Im not piss poor

Im not sh*t rich

Moneys a b**ch it turns kids into f**king dicks

In my life ive learnt that life's

On some other sh*t

Feelin' like an alien thats comin'

From the mothership

I spit my own gold bars and writ my own notes

In my ryhme pad drop me in sh*t creek

And i will flow

Ive always been a sort of level headed

Kind of bloke

That works hard to get the sh*t

I want for that ryhme i wrote

The tester time will be the one

Thats really showing

Get enough R E S P E C T to keep me flowing

My bank rolling growing

Its shrinking without me knowing

I could be going mental

But i did this for me

And all i need is a pencil

And intsrumentals

To get the track cracking like

Some earth quake offense do

The papers what breaks us

And make it look gloomy

And i tell it how it is

But most would think im a looney

All my life

All my life

All my life

I have been a poor poor men

All my life

All my life

All my life

All my life

All my life

All my life

Poor poor men

All my life

All my life

All my life

Poor poor men

All my life

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