{"id":183787,"created_at":"2020-11-14 13:12:31","updated_at":"2021-04-22 15:09:21","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2020-11-14 13:12:31","original_id":null,"artist_id":28173,"title":"Rolling Stone","slug":"rolling-stone-2","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"Verse1: The wise man built his house on the rocks\/\/ they say you sleep no way you getting up to the top\/\/you could be sleeping with death, such a deadly affair\/\/you don't wanna fuck with life, the Karma's in the air\/\/what goes around comes the merry go, we living on the playground and skipping over heavy ropes\/\/the hands on the clock keep moving and time waits for no man, so tell me what you pursuing\/\/what are your dreams, I mean what do you see when you sleep, calm on the surface but known still waters run deep\/\/clarifying the meaning of life, from the dark nights harsh, we seeking the light, it's a hard fight\/\/ i keep my guards up along with my head got caught up from lifting glasses of beers and liquor cheers, in the years gone by i learnt to keep a clenched fist cause (nothing real can be threatened) nothin unreal exists\r\n\r\nHook: Ain nothing really else that i wanna do\/\/ besides seeking weal and check a mic or 2\/\/a rolling stone gathers no moss, how much your soul cost\/\/to walk around like you your own boss\r\n\r\nVerse2: What happens when your whole plans go to the shits\/\/blown to bits\/\/ something uncontrolable, noticed a few dudes who noble but got their screws loose\/\/ made men, but somehow they caved in\/\/sleep induced forever like Geoffrey Epstein, nothing left but a memory I gotta be my name in no time I'm running out like times up, in the company of naysayers\/\/Keep the wheel turning, spinning around, burning a stick for higher learning , give him a pound \"who\" your man the local merchant or black fathers for sticking around raining tomorrow \/\/no option not knowing who to borrow from, the law often visit\/\/ they tryna lock him in prison, killing his pride tryna provide, survive in this God given life\/\/keep slanging keep hustling achieve something\r\n\r\nHook: Outro","download_count":36,"play_count":0,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2021-04-22","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/5fa\/fb4\/b8d\/thumb_562491_300_300_0_0_crop.png","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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Verse1: The wise man built his house on the rocks// they say you sleep no way you getting up to the top//you could be sleeping with death, such a deadly affair//you don't wanna fuck with life, the Karma's in the air//what goes around comes the merry go, we living on the playground and skipping over heavy ropes//the hands on the clock keep moving and time waits for no man, so tell me what you pursuing//what are your dreams, I mean what do you see when you sleep, calm on the surface but known still waters run deep//clarifying the meaning of life, from the dark nights harsh, we seeking the light, it's a hard fight// i keep my guards up along with my head got caught up from lifting glasses of beers and liquor cheers, in the years gone by i learnt to keep a clenched fist cause (nothing real can be threatened) nothin unreal exists
Hook: Ain nothing really else that i wanna do// besides seeking weal and check a mic or 2//a rolling stone gathers no moss, how much your soul cost//to walk around like you your own boss
Verse2: What happens when your whole plans go to the shits//blown to bits// something uncontrolable, noticed a few dudes who noble but got their screws loose// made men, but somehow they caved in//sleep induced forever like Geoffrey Epstein, nothing left but a memory I gotta be my name in no time I'm running out like times up, in the company of naysayers//Keep the wheel turning, spinning around, burning a stick for higher learning , give him a pound "who" your man the local merchant or black fathers for sticking around raining tomorrow //no option not knowing who to borrow from, the law often visit// they tryna lock him in prison, killing his pride tryna provide, survive in this God given life//keep slanging keep hustling achieve something
Hook: Outro
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