Chance the Rapper - Buried Alive (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Chance the Rapper - Buried Alive (en) Lyrics
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I was in a dark space, between
a rock and a hard place
Knew I was alive when my heart raced
Buried alive, but very alive
They'd be very surprised to
find out Harry survived
The boy who lived got
tied up for marryin’
Tryna ride off into the sunset
with nary goodbye
Shot him off his high horse,
ate his American pie
Called out his arrogant lies,
tossed him in a hole
The middle of nowhere
you never could find
Where's his money now?
Wherе his wife at?
Where his managеr? Where his hype at?
Then they threw the dirt on the casket
And into the hunt for the
baby and the basket
Nobody Moses, alone with the mallet
That's when the pen turned
the stone to a tablet
Jailbreak stylus, I chiseled
like Shawshank
I fought for my life, Ray
Gibson, Claude Banks
My ideas turn a cage into shark tank
Tears over war paint, gotta
give the Lord "Thanks"
Walkin’ through the desert,
same mighty sword
Not yet tired, but I might be sore
I was in a dark space
My mind was playin' tricks
like Scarface
My pen strong like an one-inch punch
I eat all they cornbread, they
don't want they lunch
I was in a dark place,
it was me and my pen
None of my friends, none of my kin
None of my weapons, one of my limbs
One of my arms, I made a beat
with my elbow first
Then my fist started knockin'
like the bell don't work
In my palm was the pen
from that one fable
The old legendary story
of the lunch table
Then I kicked a technique
that was so fatal
It went fall down Babylon,
Jericho Dagon
Melt every wall in the dungeon dragon
We was in a dark place,
now the lights back on
I just needed, I just needed
somethin' I could rap on
Right then and there the roof
caved, quick rubble stone
The kid kicked another hole, the
dirt filled another hole
The pen in the hand of a hero arose
Clenched fist clawin' its way
out, the highs and the lows
You'll never know
High or low
You’re still in my phone
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