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letra de dmv - byj., ben beal & will kobus

[intro: ben beal]
(yeah thats perfect)
(i dunno, i dunno)
it’s j in the motherf-ckin’ house
yeah

[verse 1: ben beal]
it used to just be birds in my ds
now i’m build to labs like an evil g*nius
i don’t to class cause i’d rather be making music
parents wantin’ a degree, doubt i’m ever gonna use it

sleepin’ through psychosis, going through the motions
i do not belong like plastic bags up in ocean
motivation frozen, reality is chopped and screwed
kobe taught me life is short so take a shot or two

watchin’ cartoons i should be up on a job hunt
what can i bring to tables like a motherf-ckin’ potluck
as i write this my teacher is probably teachin’
my class is probably readin’ [?] but i’m smokin weed again

j told mе if he dont get on the mеtro
he won’t ever make me a beat again or play the next show
i want something that they told me that i’ll never get
like a not r-t-rded president
[hook: ben beal, will kobus]
i’m in the dmv when you runnin out of time
tryin’ to keep a level head, i’ve been tellin to the crime

i’m in the dmv, but i ain’t gettin my license
they hate that they like me, they scared of all these stages and writing

i’m in the dmv i always put it on the line
been workin’ overtime lookin’ for a sign

i’m in the dmv and i don’t know if i’mma make it
until then i’ll stay chasin’, word

[verse 2: will kobus]
my rastafarin to i’m scoffin’ on a constellation
young house [?] to the sneakers aimin’
straight out of self embarcin’ peace and love but still maintaining
an upper hand along the checker board against my ankles

i always been the type to dodge the anger
took a different route like missin’ turns along the highway
completely jaded some days of the week the other few i spend embracin’ changes
praising the fact that i grew some day to find and still ain’t changin’
i never count the cycle raided round my prodda
native tongue exhausted by the run of mirror shows of son of more and more
i focus on a morph of self its all a form of excavation diggin’ deep
connect the pieces never one or whole
from folks that pull in faces [?] strum or somethin’
music to they ears convince oppression rooted in the fear of retribution
gotta pen these verses stupid only bit
i’mma sock and drip within the withered movement

[hook: ben beal, will kobus]
i’m in the dmv when you runnin out of time
tryin’ to keep a level head, i’ve been tellin to the crime

i’m in the dmv, but i ain’t gettin my license
they hate that they like me, they scared of all these stages and writing

i’m in the dmv i always put it on the line
been workin’ overtime lookin’ for a sign

i’m in the dmv and i don’t know if i’mma make it
until then i stay chasin’, word

- byj ben beal will kobus

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