letra de recollection of the past - biteisme
as a little kid, my father named me jackson
only thing he paid attention to was his transactions
god was the one my momma talked to, until
he stopped responding to her and sent her to get k!lled
12 years old, she was gone
so rip mama but we had to move on
i would help with house, when my dad was at work
if i have to be honest the lad was a jerk
due to the fact that he had some connections
he made a lotta money selling heroin injections
came back homе, took out his rage
drank a beer tomorrow start a new page
timе went by i was now fourteen
he already bought a house and also sold morphine
as he doubled his income again and again
he would triple the risk, and quadruple his pain
some would say it’s bad luck
he was on his way home then his car got stuck
on route seven five by the alligator alley
he got out the car and gave a call to miami
picked up the phone and my dad on the line
saying (jack i broke down, i’ll be home soon i’m fine
don’t you dare call the cops, if you do i’ll f-cking beat you
i will you throw you to the floor okay it was nice to greet you)
(and he forgot to hang up)
before i did myself i decided to back up
i sat up a listened, bored mind running gallops
if the car got fixed last week how the f-ck does this add up
hold on, let me reorganize my energy
and just prioritize this memory
he had a business partner and i only saw his face
until i knew his name was jacob cause he introduced his grace
and also his daughter, the same age as the wine
when dad invited them, her seat assigned next to mine
as the men talked business, i got to know his side
but between him and his daughter i just couldn’t decide
who peaked my interest more, thought to talk to her in private
he was rich and he was talkative but she was always quiet
daisy is her name and when the game was finally over
sadly she went back home and i was picked like a clover
he said “why do you eye his f-cking daughter so much”
we keep the drugs out of our life but he invited them to lunch
i wonder if she knew what both our fathers do
and if i could just talk to her i would ask if it bothers you
the reason they were mentioned
is because a week later jacob came back to my dad with ill intentions
as i was on the phone, hearing him grunt tired
he went “oh sh-t!” dropped the hood as shots fired
that sh-t c-
(bad luck)
what can i say jack. it was bound to happen. you married the daughter of the man that k!lled your parents. quit living in a fantasy, love isn’t stronger than hatred
don’t be a p-ssy over something you can’t control
whether your luck- you’re basically f-cked for life -the only solution your weak f-cking brain- you know you want to- why would you even quit? play-
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