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letra de w/ ele - aking kalld pedro

[produced by vince vango]

[intro]

[verse 1: aking kalld pedro]
time keeps slipping through my fingers
i’ve always been a skipper and skimmer through life
lately, i’ve been turning down the chance to read scriptures
i wanna walk with him and talk like christ (messiah)
i feel your black skin’s forsaken
i write during easter with strains my eyes
i jot down my daily routines that locks my mind
body and soul hoping the weak feel my rhymes (it seems)
like every rich and poor (person)
is mentally depressed (i meet)
every single and married (couple)
that’s tied down in a mess (see)
i’m like a boy meets world
losing his grip cuz his innocence is worst
in a pot of negative motions getting stirred
i’m trying to comprehend these nouns and verbs

[hook: aking kalld pedro]
why you run run running?
i see you run run running
you’re run run running?
oh you run run running

[verse 2: aking kalld pedro]
picture waking up on your born day, 20 years old
writing down what the earth beholds
a person told me keys open doors when another gets closed
i’m sora with a heart so cold
2014 is when i met you, ela
akin to xion not kairi filling the void
a year & some change, met ernest and he told me bout gal
with two tales on the same -ss coin
2016 is when i lost my joy
in that same year, i may have found my voice
unemployed, met desires, made choice, found a dream
afro-brazil, now i’m left with a noise
that keep saying i’m gonna reap what i sow
the pictures in my head that replays won’t go
i’m drowning and sinking to nothing (nothing)

[break: aking kalld pedro]
it’s days like this i wish i had the chance
to turn back the hands of time
because my bittersweet obsession handed me no rewinds

[hook]

[verse 3: aking kalld pedro]
i realized i’m going through my coming age
22 off that my path you paved
living like sinner for the last few days
hate to admit it she gives better bjs
viewers, please take a look at my cover image
you can tell there’s been more than one woman
diabo diabolically blurred my vision
and now i think my dreams have been getting less vivid
i vocally voice my verse as no victim viewing my controversies
lord have mercy vanish my dirty ways
visit my vessel, my vacant vase
vaccine & virtues, no vice or vain
the vixen is venting my name in vain
(like venom inside my veins)
viver me vida i need some change

[beat switch]
catch me!

[outro]
don’t let me fall
catch me (3x)

catch me!

[afro’s diary]
day three hundred and fifty-eight
i feel like it’s been a journey since last year
it’s the 1st day of fall 20-
if you are listening i want to tell you about someone who couldn’t tell their story
i’d like to introduce a boy kalld afro
see, afro loved a girl named ela
afro then came across a man who goes by the name of ernest a. or something
see, a few years ago ernest let a stranger in his home called diabo, and for ernest generosity
diabo blessed him a beautiful brasileira with brown locks
and green eyes wearing a tempting red dress
ernest cheated on his wife with this woman
now ernest never stated her named to afro but for some reason, he always described her as jezebel or something
anyway, ernest warned afro about diabo
stating to never open the door

funny thing is, afro has been seeing this gorgeous woman who goes by the name of desires
ernest told afro if diabo ever came knocking? “call ele for help”
358 days later i never knew what all this meant and i’m not sure if i’m asleep or awake

but honey, if you ever get to see this just know i’m sorry for
the past, present, and future
yours truly
– a friend of a…

dormir

- aking kalld pedro

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