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letra de calm down - angry mic

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verse one:

do you hear police coming or is it just me bugging?
doug keeps shrugging and saying he sees nothing

i disagree, f-ck him, i’m hiding the trees up in
the green oven, like what if the d’s bust in?

then doug buts in, “what did you eat, cousin?”
you mean mugging each m-ffin, steve bugging each of them

speaking to sheep, had ’em begrudging cheap mutton
what the f-ck? is this sh-t supposed to mean something?

i don’t know if suppose to, i’m on a roller coaster
staring at hall & oates poster

thinking about a lonely poacher in nova scotia
i know they coming, sofa hold me closer

chrous:

shhh! everybody calm down

don’t be alarmed if you don’t know where you are now

beyond gone, ain’t no wonder why you want out

be strong, pal, won’t be long ’til you calm down

verse two:

i’m under the bed, puffing on a blunt to the head
i wonder if i’m dead, i summon one of my friends

then i found myself running from fred, who filled his stomach with meds
found a vein and then cut it to shreds

f-ck it, i fled, no discourse with a corpse
i consort but my cohort offers support

we report to the fort that we forged on the porch
had a ??? ??? shorty escort me of course

transports me to mort and he morph to a torch
the floorboards warped, distorted the light source

mark’s all out of sorts, saying george got lost
of course, he snorts more than f-cking scott storch

it’s a bad mix, ask chris, spazzed on his last trip
laughed as he smashed every gl-ss in the cabinet

you fascist, i’ll grab the last tab from travis
just let me bask in the vastness of acid and

chorus

hook:

i feel it size me up, time is resigned as i find a dutch

i wish i could define what my mind constructs

but if i tried to describe, it would rise unjust

verse three:

there’s no reality, gradually i’ll travel out the galaxy
with valory, normality’s a fallacy

i leave my body because it believes in gravity
see my anatomy? my soul was pulled from outta me

you had to be there, droseph beware!
there’s no clean air, man, don’t breathe here

i seem so deserted but please don’t disturb it
my ego was murdered, ??? convergence

but the scene’s intervened, dean seems to believe steve’s a machine
christine screams as she heaves on her jeans

ain’t the police, it’s just me
i plead, can’t we just

chorus

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