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letra de wanna be loved - benjamin earl turner

[verse 1]
this was labeled as a type beat on youtube
feel the blank, but i thank you for the sp-ce to get to know you
i am more than a name could hold
less than the wind could blow
they say that the streets can’t feel me
but the streets ain’t never felt before
and someone mama like, “i feel that”
her baby daddy, no one said where the murderer at
i’m guilty too, i see bad news and play good music, could lose it
but my screws tight and my dreams lucid
i go on stage and the crowd cold
so god says spit dragon mucus
you wanna dissect my verses?
one word, hermeneutics
try to write out all my thoughts, look close i drew an image
try to come find my own mom but they found me past my limit
you don’t get it, that it to say i don’t get me
when you don’t have, life is a lock
we need that do-re-key
unless it is press to start
unless it’s feds involved
unless this song won’t touch a heart
then put us in them five stars, god not pentagram
hotel having effervescent, smoking rubies instead of doobies

[hook]
this is for my, wizards and my witches
and my n-ggas and my b-tches
whatever you call yourself, call yourself and say
h-llo, i love you, i love you, i’m staying forever
just me and me and mines and oh lord

[verse 2]
i got a crush on santigold, i got a thing for dancing slow
i think i’m black bomb, like hitting home runs when the women i know
p-ss that wu with that tang
36 chain but danger, mystical rapping
you ain’t ‘bout that action, stay out my transactions
these changes in the world where 2pac not rapping
the prices ahead, i’m writing my wheel
filling out my application for [?]
and homie it’s dying, a new me is king
my big mama pious, grandpapa play blues
tryna fill shoes, tryna walk oceans, i’m tryna fly love
went to new orleans and met someone’s daughter who like to drink blood
beware that vamp, like the internet ain’t got no intellect
barely connect, life i used to call collect
like please say your name at the beep
my mom i’m at walmart, come pick me up please
cl!ck, and then i wait, that age old practice of fate
my evidence up there is a breath
my evidence of god, i pray, oh man, god d-mn demons
god bless all men, i’m in, i [?], and i break, break, down, down
all day no way to escape through the brain with the love of a drug
and a hug like a snake, and a fake like a lag
being high as a kite, but the truth is ya’ll i am lying

[outro]
i just wanna be loved, i just wanna be loved
i love you, i love you, i’m staying forever
me and me and mines and oh lord
me and me and mines and oh lord
just me and me and mines and oh lord

- benjamin earl turner

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