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letra de 365 - adam dylan

[verse 1]
i’m all about the mula, all about the gouda
all up in a spiritual realm tibetan buddha;
go on tell me who the; best to ever do the
thing called rap try to get stacks think i was a loota probably think i won the lotto
only live once there thinking that’s the motto, bars fire like an auto, matic, livin life in sadness, tragic
madness upstairs in my attic, in my head, schizophrenic maybe i am dead, maybe i am left for it, maybe this is where the story ends, can’t find any friends at my funeral
cut off like a cuticle, all my homies shootas tho
we don’t own guns we just k!lling time, getting high, wait standby my eyes so sunset sky, key lime pie sound so good might cry, t-tanic type, ride speed of light

[hook]
all i wanna do is get high

[verse 2]
see, i got into college honors, scholars rather be a baller, bonding over tame impala
under my skin they crawling
crying to a higher power, my desire is to be a king call me sire spit fire richard pryor pyro-maniac
like i said before i’m a brainiac, cranium amazing at contemplating crazy math, but i think my cranium cracked
half black, off white, that’s me, my type, i rap, i write, i speak, i fight, hypozeuxis
time is an illusion, i already knew this, think that i am losing, my mind, word to the zombies of ny
end my life and then die, i just cannot comprehend why, i can’t spend my time where the seasons dry, guess money is the reason why, jesus christ all i wanna do is get high, three hundred sixty five, oh

[outro]
all i wanna do is get high [6x]
high three hundred sixty five
all i wanna do is get high

- adam dylan

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