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letra de mood . (interlude) - bennybob

[verse: bennybob]
street signs in the night reflecting off the lights
this city’s feels dead, but it also feels alive
my old friends on the corner, making moves all night
trying to get some weed by any means, they might
they sat down all night long counting up dice
addiction to gambling and betting more than twice
seeing c-nts shot in streets on sight
been screaming for that commission onside of human rights
it’s a mood, i never seen anything so screwed
looking back, it was one hundred years of solitute
old folks turning the radio on, jamming to ‘hey jude’
while others trying to scr-p up change for dog food
none of this was real, it never felt real
put my head down, fist up high and take a kneel
throw up our graduation hats in the sky, and then we heal
if we’re lucky all the pain will be in a virginia reel
i’m tryna clean up the dust with a dustpan and brush
spread the truth to the kids, and their dreams will be crushed
so, do you lie their whole life, break up all the trust
or let them grow up knowing all this f-cked up stuff
i’ve seen their struggle, i’ve seen their pain, i’ve seen their hurt
they don’t have a home, they don’t have a girl, no place to lurk
they can’t even afford to go to a shop and buy a shirt
f-ck, this world is turning so berserk
ignorance into something, using their minds
we can all come together and leave all hate behind
i want to see all types of kindness and how it can bind
the streets in unity, leaving ignorance behind
mlk, the power of a leader’s f-ckin’ voice
it can have all of us come together and start rejoice
and start rejoice, yeah
[outro: juloxia]
what is it that defines our atmosphere? it’s not just the air we breathe, or the sp-ce around us. it’s the energy we create, the feelings we hold onto, the emotions we release. every choice, every thought, every experience—whether light or heavy—shapes the atmosphere we carry with us. some of us have lived in atmospheres of tension, fear, or uncertainty… while others have found moments of peace, love, and joy. but, the truth is, we all bring something to it. sometimes, it can feel heavy, like it’s pressing down on you. other times, it’s light, allowing you to breathe freely. and here, in this moment, we’re in a new kind of atmosphere. it’s different now, isn’t it? it’s quieter… still, but not empty. in this sp-ce, you are free to redefine it. free to speak your truth, free to release the ‘what ifs’ and ‘what could have beens.’ just let it all float here

- bennybob

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