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Now It's My Turn Lyrics - Love Life - Berlin

How come you don't hear me Ma? 

Tell me where your hearing went 

How you just gon' leave me 

In this social experiment? 

 

Wonder why we take these pills 

Everything we want is sick 

Heart is like a toilet bowl 

Mama, I want so much shit 

 

Young, black, and I want that 

Dreams of Americana 

And girl I like when niggas do buys 

So sorry Mama, but I wanna 

 

So 6 in the morning? 

Ain't rolling with no army 

And I got that pink thing on me 

Dreams of the money Mommy, can't take it from me Mommy 

Uh 

 

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I've been waiting in the dark here all night 

Waiting for some inspiration to pass by 

Got my hair straight, and finally my vibes right 

But that don't concern you 

 

It's my turn now, it's my turn now 

This might burn now, it's my world now 

It's my turn now, it's my turn now 

This might burn now, it's my world now 

It's my turn now 

 

Once he sees his people red 

Time to get his peoples fed 

Tokyo, archetype 

Yes, he is a sneakerhead 

 

He packs man (packs man) 

Justice for his enemies 

Yes, he's got those power pellets 

Wak-wak-wak-wak, energy 

 

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Young, black, and I'm on that 

Dreams of Americana 

Perfect guy that's ready to rise 

So sorry mama, but I wanna 

 

So 6 in the morning? 

Ain't rolling with no army 

And he got that pink thing on him 

Dreams of the money Mommy, can't take it from him Mommy 

Uh 

 

I know this just leaves you confused 

Cause there's forces that's unseen 

Okay, the least you could do 

Take some time and check on me 

 

Tell the preacher before he judge 

Okay y'all, just say a prayer 

Write it on a paper plane 

Do me a favor, throw it in the air 

 

You keep saying, "Quit the game" 

Don't you know we play to win? 

Racing with my lady friend 

Chopped chopped on that 'Cedes Benz 

 

So 6 in the morning? 

You see them eyes is squintin'? 

See the way them rims is spinnin'? 

Dreams of the money Mommy, can't take it from me Mommy 

Sorry 

 

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