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letra de first thoughts - brahammad

(verse 1)

(brahammad):

i used to be the quiet kid of my cl-ss
hoodie up, never talk to anybody
p-ss up the cool kids, “would he ever come out of his cage?”
i don’t know man he is in love with
eminem, hes always thinking up crazy thoughts, gun shots in the head of his bully
up in his school-he’s always alone, top of the throne in his own
little world until one day he
got thrown into-the bathroom, whirled n swirled around, he couldn’t do sh-t
yeah he was getting f-cked up, spitted on, everything was wrong in the moment.. wanted to cry
all he could do is duck the f-ck down and hope for the best

(chorus):

it’s alright, it’s okay
w everything’s gonna be just fine
keep ya head up…head up, there is always gonna be tomorrow… tomorrow
you’re gonna make it… make it… oh yeah, karma’s a b-tch

(verse 2)

(brahammad)

i’ve had enough i’m standing my ground
against these, un-tough scuffed sc-ms of the earth
i’ve been itching to get my finger on the trigger
yeah the tables are turning around, i’ll tame your -ss
have you sh-ttin’ on a litter box
make you look worse than the sox’s record from 1932
yeah d-mn straight he just blew
but guess what…? f-ck you
i’m finally releasing the load off my back
getting my back pack
packing more punks, getting my load on
unloading on these p-ssies who tried playing footsies with the wrong motherf-cker
and when i’m done, ill just go back to f-cking their moms (hah)

chorus):

it’s alright, it’s okay
w everything’s gonna be just fine
keep ya head up…head up, there is always gonna be tomorrow… tomorrow
you’re gonna make it… make it… you see it now? (hah)

(verse 3)

n0body wanted to test his t-st-cl-s
but he just had to do what he had to do
he was becoming ill as f-ck but nothing to do with the flu
sick thoughts in his head, he was going at it day to day like if it was his daily bread
he finally had the taste of blood, became an -ssh0l-
did what he could to get more, nothing could stop him
not the door, the slippery floor or
that b-tch wh0r- he called his girlfriend
he’s gone insane in the membrane, sh-t
what have i become…

(chorus):

it’s alright, it’s okay
w everything’s gonna be just fine
keep ya head up…head up, there is always gonna be tomorrow… tomorrow
you’re gonna make it… make it… was i right…?

- brahammad

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