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letra de i tried - brahman_is_gone

[intro]
it’s your life i’ll end
it’s your life i’ll end
it’s your life i’ll end
it’s your life i’ll end

[verse]
you eat food because you gotta or you wanna?
honest question, tell me, you want mre’s or benihana?
it’s a lesson in there somewhere, i’m too high to add a comma
messing up my chest with recreational marijuana
innit, innit
funny how we think we got our backs
you the snake in your own heel
you ain’t buying your own meal
you is faking, that’s for real
i know i am my own satan
that’s a fact i’m not debatin’
i am high as f-ck, i’m fadin’
something else will take my place and say things for me
i ain’t accountable, my accolades are uncountable
pain insurmountable, i deal with sh-t at a pound a bowl
f-ck on your b-tch and she’s pound-able, uh
i am a sinner, i could be a tutor
but not on the news as a shooter (oh boy!)
you should bury your secrets inside of your mental
so bury them deep, i’ll put blood in your dental
i’m biting the end of the barrel
i tried to k!ll myself too many times so i rhyme like i’m feral
straight from the bottom of the barrel
goin’ to h-ll like gomorrah, or cain k!lling abel
i had it flood on my wrist
i had it flood on my wrist, make it drip, drip
now it will never get watched
i don’t want time on my mind ’til i rip, rip
all of you people should off yourself
i’d love to see you in awful health
i don’t give f-ck about your feelings, bro (uh huh)
they want to use all my talents and gifts
i ain’t kneeling, though (never)
k!ll yourself, always freeloading (uh)
k!ll yourself, don’t need decoding (yuh)
out of line, so i’m reloading (uh uh)
i don’t need any or all you to feature
you get a feature you probably a teacher to me
if you hurt then you probably a reacher
now it’s somebody else turning the bleachers
i ain’t that nerd, nah, forget whatever you heard, yuh
i can not run in a herd, i’m just running the pack, yuh
sack town, we do not back down, crack down
f-ck with us you get smacked ’round, pacquiao
on some real cool sh-t, took a eighth of ‘shrooms, been a new dude since
everybody calling me telling me i’m different
i k!lled myself, motherf-cker, i lived it
become a new person, you can not survive
if you is a b-tch, then you run and you hide
you’d be surprised, seeing with new pair of eyes
this is just one of my lies
i am inside, i am inside of my mind but eye make me blind, i
i only need one, i am the free one
every day i woke up, wanted to be done
[outro]
that’s how tiny we are. if that’s how small the simulation is, why am i here? why is everything so perfect, like, in the moment, like, oh, no, no anxiety, no nothing and then… bam, you’re back in life

- brahman_is_gone

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