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Nothing is yours
- [hook:]
- Everything is doomed to failure the beautiful villas, big dough
- Six Feet Under, eaten by worms
- Everything is doomed to failure, whatever your lifestyle
- Buried underground even your partner will leave you solo
- Verse:
- they say this world is a mirage which means nothing exist
- the devil get you to get into crimes you don't wanna commit
- All that hath lent you, the same give you what you comic re shit
- Tell them "shhh!" Money is unfaithful to control the dealers of shit
- Wanting to own everything, you end up having nothing
- when the world end we will see how much you'll be bumping
- you're have because you own shits, but owner only lease land until his death
- and when you're drowning we will see for how long you can hold you breathe
- you have friends and that's good
- but are they really friends just because you know them from childhood?
- I'm not trying to separate anyone,
- but just understand that friends are like rocks
- some are more precious than others
- some are boats with a secret hole block
- so when you think they have your back you drown
- so some friends need to be kept when some needs to get cut down
- This world belongs to you as Hitler had remorse
- so nothing is ever yours, it's never yours, of course
- [hook:]
- Everything is doomed to failure the beautiful villas, big dough
- Six Feet Under, eaten by worms
- Everything is doomed to failure, whatever your lifestyle
- Buried underground even your partner will leave you solo
- [chorus:]
- Nothing is yours, so don't get attached
- Your friends your family, all those certificates
- But one day everything stops, it slows your joy of living
- Your attachments, your habits all is limited
- Verse:
- Even my body is a rental, so I tent to avoid tattoos
- even these bruises will have to pay, there be not even an excuse
- Because all my things actually are called "return"
- so I may wanna treat what a got right before God gets too concern
- we will all die and get judged one day, and yes you too
- but when I am in my grave, no one will tell me "I'll meet you"
- at the town hall your getting famous, it's yours to live quickly
- But five years later with person in, how busy are you really?
- I worry about each day to give God my body intact
- cause living and the breathe I have it's just like a life long contract
- and when it's all done I wanna give it back just like it's been received
- cause although all we leave we know, but our soul will not see
- the sun rises and I finally remember thing that I forgot
- my only future carcass is parked in your parking lot
- even the friend you call your homie or best friend and all
- he did not care about the heyday, saved his skin even confessed it all
- [hook:]
- Everything is doomed to failure the beautiful villas, big dough
- Six Feet Under, eaten by worms
- Everything is doomed to failure, whatever your lifestyle
- Buried underground even your partner will leave you solo
- [chorus:]
- Nothing is yours, so don't get attached
- Your friends your family, all those certificates
- But one day everything stops, it slows your joy of living
- Your attachments, your habits all is limited
- [Spoken:]
- they will leave you solo without your Socés without your hornets, only
- they will leave you solo without your kids without your family, only
- they will leave you solo without your loves like you're the ball alone
- As the ball only
- Nothing is yours
- they will leave you solo without your Socés without your hornets, only (oh oh)
- they will leave you solo without your kids without your family, only (oh oh)
- they will leave you solo without your loves like you're the ball, only (oh oh)
- As the ball only
- Nothing is yours
- they will leave you solo without your Socés without your hornets, only (oh oh)
- they will leave you solo without your kids without your wife, only (oh oh)
- they will leave you solo without your loves like you're the ball alone
- Nothing is yours
- Not your money, or your houses not your cars
- Nothing is yours
- Nothing is yours
- Nothing is yours
- Not your job, not your family, or your friends
- Nothing is yours
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