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Round and Round by Black Dre Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

Hook:
This is the life that we chose, this is the life that we live
Singing round and round we go, different day same shit
Some stay some go, don’t cry that’s how it is
Singing round and round we go, different day same shit

Verse:
Yeah, look at the way we live
I should probably burn in Hell for all the things i did
Crooked ways, bullets strays still hitting kids
But yet I’m lookin at this block like it’s another shift

The streets comes with it
Feel like Priest Holmes I’m on the run with it
Won’t tell a priest when I’m done with it

Ain’t no Confessions, ain’t no Usher Raymond records
Just street codes, school of hard knocks and we been accepted

Ain’t no teachers, even if it is they’ll never reach us
We go against the odds, everyday to make it even
Great shape you running from your demons
It’s ironic, steam em out
The time will come when you bound to meet em
Death around the corner, sin across the road
Both got a hold, Tug of warring on my soul
Money, hoes, and violence, that’s all a nigga know
The hood is like a cycle, screaming round and round we go

Hook:
This is the life that we chose, this is the life that we live
Singing round and round we go, different day same shit
Some stay some go, don’t cry that’s how it is
Singing round and round we go, different day same shit

[Verse 2: Rob Markman]
I seen this movie before
The only character flaw is movin' thru the allure
Stuck lookin' through the glass at the jewelry store
Searchin' for the salvation that we couldn’t afford
It’s like a cycle some will come home, some will go in
As the Feds closing in with a devilish grin
Hustlers on the corner as they're peddling sin
It’s a set-up, 'cept it wasn’t set up to win
Brothers die, mothers cry, never again
I catch chills when certain names just get said in the wind
It’s a cold world, some never get mentioned again
'Till they use their name in vein when it’s tension again
The word heavy as a crown of thorns
And the story stay same, go around the horn
Every time a man dies then a child is born
As his parents make love to the sounds of war