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letra de solution - bazel 3d

i been hurting so long
don’t know where i went wrong
all this pain in my songs

why it feel like everybody looking down on me?
do you love me if you wouldn’t spray no rounds for me?
twelve pulled us over, sicked the mothaf-ckin hounds on us
sh-t went left, i had to step up to the mound for us
gotta run this money up like
“run forrest, run forrest, run forrest”
mob ties in panama, i ain’t no f-ckin tourist
bro said he grow that good, but nah he ain’t a florist
to be a man, in the end you gotta let ya nuts hang
i ain’t talking morris, yeah
i was homeless ain’t have sh-t, i was the f-ckin poorest
god gon’ watch my back though
while i chase this sack hoe, no prostitution
dawg, they left me outside like i was pollution
the system ain’t for us, let’s start a f-ckin revolution
this that higher learning, f-ck a song, i’m dropping institutions
addiction takes lives, so find a new solution

i’m in love with life
i’m addicted to the highs and lows
i don’t sell drugs; don’t need the police kicking down my do’
i wish i could write a sweet song, but this all i know
drugs and heartbreak
a place to run to when i feel alone is what my art makes
i don’t know the reason that i feel this way
i don’t know if being sad is better than being mad
why it feel like everybody looking down on me?
do you love me if you wouldn’t spray no rounds for me?
twelve pulled us over, sicked the mothaf-ckin hounds on us
sh-t went left, i had to step up to the mound for us
gotta run this money up like
“run forrest, run forrest, run forrest”
mob ties in panama, i ain’t no f-ckin tourist
bro said he grow that good, but nah he ain’t a florist
to be a man, in the end you gotta let ya nuts hang
i ain’t talking morris, yeah
i was homeless ain’t have sh-t, i was the f-ckin poorest
god gon’ watch my back though
while i chase this sack hoe, no prostitution
dawg, they left me outside like i was pollution
the system ain’t for us, let’s start a f-ckin revolution
this that higher learning, f-ck a song, i’m dropping institutions
addiction takes lives, so find a new solution

i see kids that’s like 12 walkin’ round smoking jules
songs making kids think it’s cool to drop outta school
jit did no one tell you that make you look like a fool?
i’m being honest with you, i don’t make the rules
don’t let them rappers pipe yo head up; you don’t gotta keep a tool
yeah i know this world cruel, but we can end that
i broke my momma’s heart, and i’m still trynna amend that
she gave me money to buy something to eat
i spent it all trynna get high
i thought them drugs was keeping me alive, but they was slowly making me die
as i wrote this, i started to cry
i’m not shy about it; i ain’t gotta lie
you don’t know my situation
to quit drugs it takes dedication

- bazel 3d

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