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letra de look around - campana

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look around

[verse: campana]
i’m on the bus and i’m feeling lost
i know my route, but it’s getting dark
not outside, but inside my mind
i’m tryna find a way, don’t know where to start

when the pen moves, got me coping with emotions
they wonder how i could be this open
my thoughts spin in a sinister motion
got to deliver it, so cold i’m shivering

this my god given, it’s hot how i’m giving it
there’s no need for a furnace; i’m watching my seeds flourish
i just planted a garden, it keeps growing
depicting pictures i painted, is he chosen?

i don’t know, if we just listen we gone see
feeling enriched, but i ain’t talking bout currency
currently, the curtains are opening
you notice my opus will start the birth of galaxy
for you to explore

[chorus: brasco noir]
you have no right being bored
there’s world’s to explore
look around you today
you’re bound to awaken

smell the roses or
get pr-cked by a th-rn
look around you today
you’re bound to awaken

[verse 2: campana]
you don’t know the definition of suffering
until you can’t help, your mama out when she’s struggling
made a couple bucks, substance i was smuggling
had to stop, because the homie got caught

by a cop, turns out ole’ boy was undercover
it’s funny how it goes, now working for government
had to quit with the hustling, made a vow to the covenant
clark kent; my ident-ty’s covered

you ain’t no hero, they judging me by my color
so blinded, the reason we live divided
well-spoken i bet you won’t find another
brotha coming with loose ends, i’m tying

together, i took the strings now i’m working it like geppetto
equipped with the street smarts, but i never lived in ghetto
they think it’s crazy i never stay in the area
is there requirements being black in america?

repet-tion of chorus

[verse: brasco noir]
took a look at an evergreen, so high definition
guess you can’t get real life up in a cable listing
so f-ck yo couch and an armchair and an ottoman
i’m kick in my feet up in a handstand, inverted vision

swerving underserving souls, go get yourself right
turning to someone else who knows how it felt might help
right? i realize you’re just coping with your past life
but last time i let that slide, ended up stabbed right in the back

[trumpet solo]

[choir outro]

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