Monday, November 18, 2013

Lyrics: Baldacci - Far Away (Ft. Peterbilt)

Lyrics For Baldacci's "Far Away" Song Feat. Peterbilt From His "The Baldacci Code" Album.


Peterbilt (Chorus):
I'm Feeling Like I'm Drifting Away
Behind These Prison Walls
I'm Watching My Life
Just, Fade Away
This Isn't My Life Suppose To Be
I'm Fit To Be A King
But Now I'm Free
I'm Writing Trying To Be
What I'm Destined To Be
Now My Dreams Don't Seem So Far Away

Verse 1:
I'm Sittin' Starin' Out The Window Of My Jail Cell
Waitin' On The Day To Be Free
Release From All Hell
I Wake From Day Dreaming
Pour A Cup & Hit The Yard
South Siders, White Boy, Blacks
Man This Shits Hard
Sharpened Knifes In Your Boot
You Gotta Stay Ready
P Knuckle Playin' Big Gamble
Now Its Armageddon
Tower Shootin' Live Rounds
Its A Cold Game
Never Drop Your Weapon
Or I Promise You're A Ghost Mayne
I Wanted In
In The Lifestyle
It Was Quite Enticing
Everybody Fightin'
Had Me Sleeping With My Knife
My Life A..
Another Product Of The Grimiest Blocks
Its Baldacci Muthafucka
You Can Like Me Or Not
I'm Out Of Jail
Free From All These Shackles & Chains
County Buses Getting Transferred
Sheriffs Calling My Name
Mr. Despain
What You Think These Suckas Is Playin'?
They Tryin' To See Me Go To Hell
Burning Up In Some Flames
I'm Thinking Damn
Prison Got Me Going Insane
They Wanna Tie To These G's
They Say We Runnin' Them Thangs
Smooth Hustle Aim For The Money
Fuck The Fortune & Fame
You Thought It Was But It Wasn't
Time To Torture The Game
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Peterbilt (Chorus):
I'm Feeling Like I'm Drifting Away
Behind These Prison Walls
I'm Watching My Life
Just, Fade Away
This Isn't My Life Suppose To Be
I'm Fit To Be A King
But Now I'm Free
I'm Writing Trying To Be
What I'm Destined To Be
Now My Dreams Don't Seem So Far Away

Verse 2:
I Touch The Streets
And See The Changes
Its Some Serious Shit
Everybody Hatin'
Suckas Tellin'
Boy Life A Bitch
My Tattoos On My Face
Make It Hard To Find Work
Still Duckin' A Case
When In The Turf
See The Feds
Boy They Ain't Playin' Believe
They Tryin To See Me Put Away
Stop From Droppin' My Seeds
While I'm Gettin' Watched
Hittin' Corners & They Followin'
I Don't Understand
But I Feel Like I'm Botherin'
Ha, Suckas Never Take Me Alive
I Want That House By The Beach
Not The Cell Up Inside
Its Baldacci
Boy I'm The Dynamite Kid
Poster Child For The Block
You Could Find Me Up In
I'm On The Move Making Money
Hustle Boy We Get
Cause This How We Livin'
Federales Watch Me Spitting
Its A Movement
Everybody Love The Way I Talk
Now They Love The Way I Walk
Picture Me Up On The Top
Now I'm Home

Peterbilt (Chorus):
I'm Feeling Like I'm Drifting Away
Behind These Prison Walls
I'm Watching My Life
Just, Fade Away
This Isn't My Life Suppose To Be
I'm Fit To Be A King
But Now I'm Free
I'm Writing Trying To Be
What I'm Destined To Be
Now My Dreams Don't Seem So Far Away
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