Тексты песен Akala

Day boy Akala's a diamond fella All you little boys are a comedy of errors You bellow but you fellows get played like The cello, I'm doing my ting You're jealous like Othello. Who you? what you gonna

It's my time like it or not gotta ride Can’t fight, this thing’ll take you with it like a landslide My mind spitting rhymes refined as old wines No games since age 5 I hold mine Never fell for the spe

DO YOU EVER FEEL LIKE THERE'S SOMETHING MISSING? STUCK IN AROLE , JUST PLAYIN' YOUR POSTION, EVEN WHEN YOU SCREAM , IT SEEMS NO ONE LISTENS, FREE AS A BIRD, BUT IT FEELS LIKE PRISON, NEVER BREAK TRADI