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letra de tunnel vision - bobby capri

[hook: bobby capri]

i will never come up missing
never come up missing
you know where to find me
i’m grinding. i’m on a mission
princess diana
i’m a die with tunnel vision
dodging “dirty diana’s”
that’s “bad” with bad intentions

i will never come up missing
never come up missing
you know where to find me
i’m grinding. i’m on a mission
princess diana
i’m a die with tunnel vision
dodging “dirty diana’s”
i got michael ambitions

[verse 1: bobby capri]

as i wash my dirty hands up
i’m watching her pull her pants up
lights coming through the curtains
it’s early turning the fan up
it’s hot; i’m sweating bullets
another “dirty diana”
from the bucket getting fried with this chicken like colonel sanders
to doing just what i please
with nothing but perfect manors
she thinking she jada pinkett
light blinking; turn on the camera
where there’s a “will” there’s a way
and i got way too much will
thinking how her touch’ll feel
and that we ain’t just here to chill
still, i feel unfulfilled
there’s something i want for real
it’s something i’d probably k!ll for
the feelings so unfamiliar
yet it feels like i’ve been here
yea, i be so f-cking out of it
yet it feels like i’m in here
i’m in here, just off the thought of it
got a dream and i follow it
follow it on some stalker sh-t
must acknowledge the hustle
the f-ck is the point in knocking it?
i’m a beat the door down til i break the hand i’m knocking with
i might be at the bottom, but promise that i’m on top of sh-t!

[hook: bobby capri]

[verse 2: sean price]

(p! listen…)
yo! king kong
kong king
i swing on n****s i don’t sing (p!)
my fans appreciating the thug effort
brownsville bully bars par no club records
swear to god if i club, it’s billy club
red kool-aid? that’s really blood
phhh…i know what i do to
your face, play it safe and get bobby to shoot you
you a d-ck in the b-tt dude
dressed like new edition when they in krush groove
ronnie, bobby, ricky, mike…
sean p hobby is ripping the mic
listen, i’m a muslim
i know christian brothers
who shop on pitkin sip christian brothers
the one you come to for the one-two slaughter
cause the sun do shine like quarter water
p!

[hook: bobby capri]

[verse 3: bobby capri]

i set the bar so high for myself, i gotta jump to reach it
i’m waist deep in some muddy water, just ducking leaches
with their hands out. f-ck how long their reach is
i’m like two mimes f-cking
i leave em f-cking speechless
sleepless
tom in seattle, i keep hearing i’m
missing in action, just p-ssing my time without em
so, no need to ask about the sh-t i’m missing out on
my vision is dead center, in the middle like i’m malcolm
like i’m michael on the balcony
holding em out the window
i told em it’s all golden
i showed em alchemy’s simple
but how come that won’t convince em?
how come they only “wishing”?
and doing the same ol sh-t like the outcome is gon be different huh?!
you don’t want it, like i want it?
what the f-ck is up?!
if you ain’t on it, like i’m on it
then you f-cking up
over achieving, i don’t believe in “just enough” or..
coincidences, nothing happens “just because”

[hook: bobby capri]

- bobby capri

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