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letra de morbid rendezvous - big island

[verse 1: j-mixa]
threes a crowd but twos a funeral
undeserved for everything you do for you
faces unfamiliar but the feelings are mutual
eulogy read how his body beautifully bled
found futility and money but struck the lotto in his head
he turned to her and introduced himself
explained how dad produced his wealth
talked family, finance, guilt, drugs and mental health
the story of his life amongst the story of his death
like father, like son, like the first and last breathe
like the whole reason, he was placed on earth was to be an example
for some writer to talk sh-t about, just a story to sample
just another crack dealer to end tragic like mac miller or j dilla
see his fate clear in the clean slate mirror
sorry did i say that out loud, i was just meant to think it
life’s a bleach, you either clean yourself up or you drink it
he tried to put all his eggs in one basket
before he ended up like his dad in a gold plated casket

[verse 2: j-mixa]
guilt always gets worse with time like i said it will k!ll him
cause, unfortunately, times the only thing that will heal him
all he can do for now is forget that he’s the villain
and listen to this chick beside him talk about one-day having children
or something i’m still young i can pull myself together
get a job, get a man, if its a girl we can name her heather
a thought crossed his mind, it could be with me
but he didn’t want to risk the genetic negativity
get it that’s how its meant to be
friends just don’t pretend to see
the benefits of lending of bearing heather in a cemetery
just proceed with life steadily
and if you’re lucky i’ll end up as just a memory
[verse 3: mcz]
imagine this
a bird born without feathers on its wings
that’s the same detriment to heather that i’ll bring
id never punish a child for blessings they never broke
option a’s off the table about it i never spoke
option b is much easier to live and die alone
king of my own life sitting on a higher throne
but to have no one to share my wealth or life with
deeper down a sinking hole, ropes provided
f-ck it it’s my loss
got no one around no one to cry lots
it’s easy so why not
you know the saying can’t tie knots then tie lots

- big island

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