She's On My Mind - JP Cooper

I thank God for everything Mind on my murder (Mind on my murder) Mind on my murder (Young Nigga World, bitch) Murder on my mind, part two, hey Sky is getting red, body getting cold Losing hella blood, Lord, please save my soul If I have to die, don't know where I'll go I don't want to die, I'm only ten years old, oh My mama cried Yellow tape around my body, it's a homicide And he told me it was accidental, by surprise Ambulances everywhere and I just pray that I survive 'Cause baby, it's a homicide, oh, a homicide He just shot me and I dropped down to the floor He said I caught him by surprise, I caught him by surprise He was shell-shocked and he claimed he didn't know I grabbed his hand 'cause I was terrified, said I was scared to die He just watched my blood spill out and die slow I looked him right inside the eyes, he looked inside my eyes Asked him would I survive? He shook his head no Mind on my murder, yeah, murder, huh, murder, huh Mind on my murder, yeah, murder, ayy, murder, hey Mind on my murder, yeah, murder, hey, murder, huh Mind on my murder, hey, mind on my murder Yellow tape around my body, it's a homicide Never thought my day one friend would be the one to take my life And he ain't even shoot me once, this nigga shot me twice And I dropped down to the floor and I had teardrops in my eyes Never thought a home invasion would've costed me my life All I wanted was a mouth full of golds and my neck and wrist with ice But now I just got murdered while I go in paradise Just sing this chorus with me twice Mind on my murder, hey, murder, hey, murder, huh Mind on my murder, hey, murder, hey, murder, hey Mind on my murder, hey, murder, hey, murder, hey Mind on my murder, hey, mind on my murder Fuck with it then and your life will get ended Fuck do you know about Melly the Menace? Glock-26 and that bitch is extended Glock-27, bitch, I'm really with it Catch that fuck nigga, hit him with the semi You know my young niggas really ain't friendly Bite like tarantula, flip like a spatula Suck on that bitch, I want blood like I'm Dracula Whoa-whoa, suck on it slow, fuck that lil' bitch on the floor You know it's Melly the Menace, the clip is extended You fuck with me, life will get ended We go in your mouth like a dentist We walk through the entrance Bitch, give me the bag, run it up Your bitches wanna have fun with us She wanna tote on a gun with us She smokin' dick, yeah that ho smokin' angel dust Topic, yeah Let a nigga get back on top, yeah Pull up on a nigga with that Glock-ock, bitch I don't give no fuck about shot, shit I don't give no F-U-X about her Pull up on a nigga, it's a fuckin' M-1 Free my nigga Trell, he just caught an M-1 'Cause baby, it's a homicide, oh, a homicide He just shot me and I dropped down to the floor He said I caught him by surprise, I caught him by surprise He was shell-shocked and he claimed he didn't know I grabbed his hand 'cause I was terrified, said I was scared to die He just watched my blood spill out and die slow I looked him right inside the eyes, he looked inside my eyes Asked him would I survive? He shook his head no Mind on my murder, murder, huh, murder, huh Mind on my murder, ayy, murder, ayy, murder, huh Mind on my murder, ayy, murder, ayy, murder, huh Mind on my murder, ayy, murder, ayy, murder, huh

في أسئلة براسي عنِّك عن الحارة عن كيف مرق الوقت؟ عن شو عملتي عـ السكت؟ إذا جد نشّف الوادي، إذا بقيت حجارة في أسئلة براسي عنِّك عن الحارة عن كيف مرق الوقت؟ عن شو عملتي عـ السكت؟ إذا جد نشّف الوادي، إذا بقيت حجارة شوي بتوجّع برلين، حلوة وملانة ناس بس بشتاق لإم صبري وبشتاقلِك أنتِ بالأساس شوي بتوجّع برلين، حلوة وملانة ناس بس بشتاق لإم صبري وبشتاقلِك بالأساس احكيلي شو بحكوا أخبار، أعطيني شو عندك نميمة بلا خرّاف الجارات، القهوة بطّل إلها قيمة مين أجّر داره لمشتاپ؟ طيب مين صار أرخص ديلر؟ مين مسكته مرته عَـ الحامي، ماخد صاحبته عَـ تسيمر؟ بقولوا إنّه حمودة الي كان يتمرّن حديد محبوس من شي سنتين قال سارق فرع البريد طب بعده عاطف بالعمار؟ بعده ما هدّه التعب؟ بعده كل ليلة البوليس بتمنيك عَـ ولاد العرب؟ بعده ماكلنا الغضب؟ بعدا الطوش مع الروس؟ بعدا كلّ الحارة بتبكي كل ما كان طلعة عروس؟ بعده حسن عم بخزّق عجال الي أخدله الصفّة؟ والبرندة عَـ البرندة أقرب من شفة عَـ شفة؟ كبرت الحارة سمعت جابوا ملان أثيوبيّة وأنتِ نقلتي مع صديقك، سكنتوا بالألمانيّة طب، عم تقعدي بفتّوش؟ عم بتشوفي إم وديع؟ بعده الصبح أشرف حنّا بوخد قهوة عـ السريع؟ بعدا معلّقة السلال؟ بعدا بتمشي الكرمليت؟ بعده مصمّم موسى الراي ينزل يتصيّد بعتليت؟ بعدا بتطوّل البارات، بتسكّر وجه الصبح؟ بعدن بحكوا بالسياسة وبفتحوا براسك قُدِح؟ بعدك عم بتصدّقي حالك لمّا تقولي آخر shot؟ طب طلعتي مع حدا غيري من البار ونمتوا عَـ الشط؟ بقولوا عنك لئيمة، إني بسببك انجنّيت إنّك أنت اللي تركيني، ودشّرت البلد وهجّيت بعرف مش هاد الي صار، بس هاي الحارة بتتغيّرش دايمًا بتعلق المرا، وبالشب الناس بتسألش بس مش متصل أتأسف أنا متصل أضحك معك عَـ إنهن بحكوا قصّتنا وهنّي ينقّشوا كعك حلوة القصّة الي اخترعوها، القصة أحلى من الحقيقة بتضلها أنغش بكثير من كذبة إنّك صديقة ومتصل أحكي تنضغطيش شهرين وهالحارة بتنسى وأنا زي كل ولاد الحارة برجع قلبي بسرعة يقسى ومتصل أحكي عن برلين حلوة ملانة ناس بس بشتاق لإم صبري وبشتاقلك أنتِ بالأساس شوي بتوجّع برلين حلوة وملانة ناس بس بشتاق لإم صبري وبشتاقلِك بالأساس

You been running, running, running, running You been running, running, running, running on my mind Ever since I met you I cannot forget you You been running on my, running on my mind Ever since I met you Now I know that you're special You been running on my, running on my mind You been running on my mind I been running circles tryna find Someone like you but you're one of a kind I been tryna figure out the reason that I lost you 'Cause ever since I lost you, I feel lost all the time Tell me what you need, I'll get that You the one for me, I lost you, I regret that (regret that) Please let me fix the things I couldn't fix before (I couldn't fix before) Tell me what you want, I'll grab it Baby, you the one, we got the magic So please let me do the things I didn't do before Ever since I met you I cannot forget you You been running on my, running on my mind Ever since I met you Now I know that you're special You been running on my, running on my mind (my mind) Running, running, run Running, running, run Running, running You been running on mind Yeah, I know There was times I pushed you away and it made you sad And I know It shouldn't have taken losing you to see what I have Yeah, I know You gave me many chances and you feel I wasted all your time But I know I just need one more chance to love you and make you mine If you wanna try, let's try it If the love is there, why would we deny it? Please let me love you I wish I loved you better before Ever since I met you I cannot forget you You been running on my, running on my mind (running, running, running) Ever since I met you Now I know that you're special You been running on my, running on my mind (my mind) Running, running, run Running, running, running Running on my mind all night

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour