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Artiste : Kendrick Lamar
Titre : Therapy Session #9
I hope you find some peace of mind in this lifetime
(Tell them, tell ‘em, tell them the truth)
I hope you find some paradise

(Tell ´em, tell ´em, tell ´em tell them your )
I´ve been goin´ through somethin´
One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days
I´ve been goin´ through somethin´
Be afraid

What is a bitch in a miniskirt?
A man in his feelings with bitter nerve
What is a woman that really hurt?
A demon, you´re better off killing her
What is a relative making repetitive narratives on how you did it first?
That is a predator hit reverse
All of your presidents evil thirst
What is a neighborhood reptable?
That is a snitch on a pedestal
What is a house with a better view?

A family broken in variables
What is a rapper with jewelry?
A way that I show my maturity
What if I call on security?
That mean I´m calling on God for purity
I went and got me a therapist
I can debate on my theories and sharing it (Woah)
Consolidate all my comparisons
Humble enough because time is imperative (Woah)
Started to feel like there´s only one answer to everything, I don´t know where it is (Woah)
Popping a bottle of Claritin (Woah)
Is it my head or my arrogance? (Woah)
Shaking and moving, like, what am I doing?
I´m flipping my time through the Rolodex
Indulging myself and my life and my music
The world that I´m in is a cul-de-sac
The world that we in is just menacing

The demons portrayed as religion is
I wake in the morning, another appointment
I hope the psychologist listenin´

The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
The way you front, man, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill´ in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
Fifty K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive

I grieve different
I grieve different (Huh)

I met her on the third night of Chicago
North America tour, my enclave

Fee-fi-fo-fum, she was a model
Dedicated to the songs I wrote in her Bible
Eyes like green penetratin´ the moonlight
Hair done in a bun, energy in the room like
Big Bang for theory, God, hopin´ you hear me
Phone out to ring, but tell the world I´m busy
Fair enough, green eyes said her mother didn´t care enough
Sympathize when her daddy in a chain gang
Her first brother got killed, he was 21
I was nine when they put Lamont in the grave
Heart broken when Estelle didn´t say goodbye
Chad left his body after we FaceTimed
Green eyes said you´d be okay, first to assess the pain away

I grieve different
I grieve different (Huh)

The new Mercedes with black G-Wagon
The way you front, man, it was all for rap
I was 28 years young, twenty mill´ in tax
Bought a couple of mansions, just for practice
Five hundred in jewelry, chain was magic
Never had it in public, late reaction
Fifty K to cousins, post a caption
Pray none of my enemies hold me captive

So what, paralyzed, the county buildin´ controlled us
I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once
I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in
I watched Keem buy four cars in four months
You know the family dynamics on repeat
The insecurities locked down on PC
I bought a .223, nobody peace treat

You won´t doo-doo me, I smell TNT
Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a Porsche
Paid lottery for it, I ain´t want it in portions
Poverty was the case but the money wipin´ the tears away

I grieve different
(Everybody grieves different)
(Everybody grieves different)
I grieve different (Huh)