Chip Chelios - Time is gone текст песни

Chourse:
It was in the past and we can't go back
open your eye and we just get a fack
And no can help you, know we come back

All the time spend in the beat are falling in a trap
i am getting insane, on the middle of the rap
I will get up from nightmare cuz it was last fear, light bear it's back there



1:
First step, methomorpise
Feels like i am getting twisted
Feat's are going high
Miss that,
Do many make a shit's are hater that hate's doom
From the bed to the gate to "A" to Room
I am going to be a wizard
Growing up and every friend's are like a lizarad
Act down, it's a drama saga
New land's, home is far away
Then it's then a mine Ego
It's easy to say but hard to constric that Lego
I am allright dude" care about your self
Try not to cry, and see your mom sad
It's awful!! When no one doesn't bealive at you
Promises is messed, lost in the fog mist that
I try to hold, but i never got to say "Mrs and Mister"
Maybe in the mirror , we are together
We have childrends, But it's was not my LIro


2:
Swoard, wish i had that weopen and cut my throat
everytime i am falling and bleeding, @do i get a more@@
seeing this life, add no list
I will be strong but i am not Chuck Norris
Honest are falling in, desapere all my wishe's
what i wanna a be, feel's in the edge of thin
pick me out, not my age it was so good when i had my swing
yeah u John has the wheal, he has a ride
In that case i was looking at down he was so high
I wanted to be like other boy's maybe not him
waned to love, not heat, i think i am a whole jerky
I did'nt talk with my dad over 3 year's and it hurt's still
walk up in the morning everytime thrusty
and then thursday


Reverse:
What you say , know you say it was only pain
Lead it to water i was lone in the rain
That time is gone, bad time is all
what you say me again just a entertaimt

And i miss that
And i miss that
old of day's
that day's in my memory

And i miss too
And i miss too
And i mean two
then you mess trough

from this trap
do it motherfucker's it is all of rap