T.L.R (The Last Rhyme) - M.I.A lyrics

Verse 1 (The Last Rhyme) In a city where It ain't snow So pardon my roll call, man we be living like this is saints row Like my style, or my flow, or my choice of words The new d** be riding people back seat of a hearse Woman be spending money like it's a Worthless curse The next thing you know it one of them addicts hunting down your purse Man, This is the life that we living The same old sh**, like the same old buildings I don't get it? Cause we be living in a prison, of freedom Blended in disguise, a prism, didn't mean to Spit this real raw As long as my words hurt the relevant people like 3rd degree burns Y.J, J.R, K.S Some initials of my ex I put to rest But I can't stop thinking about you The same pain I breath, I feel it on my chest I hate myself, I hate you more, I hate this life style My brighter days turned dark and I can't even write now Keep thinking of your smile, yeah picture perfect Or perfect picture, the same sh** will hurt yah I thank my brother fallen, only one I'm teamed with Chasing dreams, half asleep, day dreaming Everything that I believed in Turned out to be a same people that deceived me Used to Look up to them, and now we even In the same platform, on the same stage They get jealous every time they see at my best When the crowd wakes up screaming out my name They Prolly thinking of ways to put me down to rest Rest a**ured the feelings mutual, man I ain't tripping Bullsh** in my mind, get it off my system I be grinding to the top, so I when I rap, better listen All the critics said I fell out, or went Mia, to hell with it I'm just an outkast with mission, spit repetition, I'm k**ing this bar and now I'm finished *Fallen Talks*