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letra de home - alex jones

[intro: alex jones]
you know what it feels like, yeah?
well then what the f-ck am i?
well then what the f-ck am i?

[verse 1: alex jones]
now i stand as a man and i’m focused
right on my life from my hands of devotion
and i spit grams that are dopest
me and these beats got the plan in motion
like youtube to vevo, guru to premo
made for each other, like the sand to the ocean
if i can resist ice in the land of the frozen
then i can find hope in the land of the hopeless
i live in a place they call melbourne
where snakes and fakes, they ain’t all welcome
where kids step before they crawl
where you’ll get slapped for paintin’ a train before you painted a wall
you think they’re playin’ snooker, their face falls
the way they’re swingin’ a cue and hittin’ that eight ball
dudes shootin’ points, but they don’t play ball
and they hittin’ up the china, but not the great wall
[chorus: alex jones]
‘cause if i ain’t wrong when i say that i ain’t right
in the head, we’ll then what the f-ck am i?
i’m crazy, i’m normal
i just know that i’m not like you

[verse 2: flowz dilione]
i was raised on the west side, city of melbz
it’s so cold here, but it’s like i’m livin’ in h-ll
ever since i was fourteen, i scored weed
tryna make a million from a quarter ounce, talk’s cheap
i go to north streets, newport flats
where the reason for wakin’ up is to do more smack
cops laugh whenever you fall flat
to those dogs [?] and [?] were just two more lads (rest in peace)
i used to sell bud in werribee
but then i moved to lara, started using methamphetamines
it was everywhere, sellin’ it on every street
i just took and used what they were tellin’ me in chemistry
foot stray, chemist warehouse
was where we used to go to get our pseudoephedrine
melbourne is my best friend and my enemy
but i will never leave, bury me in the williamstown cemetery

[chorus: alex jones]
‘cause if i ain’t wrong when i say that i ain’t right
in the head, we’ll then what the f-ck am i?
i’m crazy, i’m normal
i just know that i’m not like you
[verse 3: alex jones]
i’m tryna find a buzz from the crime and drugs
that’s what the pill that the doctor prescribed you does
where we use the word “c-nt” to describe a mate
and we use the word “mate’ to describe a c-nt
you get me? sh-t gets violent, cuz
p-ssies bleed if it’s that time of time of the month
and trust defines us, hear the sirens, run
and if you get done, then silence is a must
i ain’t tryna be a hard c-nt, ‘cause i’m not
i’m just loyal, i ain’t got nothin’ to prove
but on top of that i ain’t got nothin’ to lose
i’m just doin’ what i’m doin’, ‘cause there’s somethin’ to do
and that’s real, dudes act hard on a track
and try use it to rap as a f-ckin’ excuse, but
all i need is a mic and a beat
these nikes on my feet and my life is complete

- alex jones

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