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letra de my salsa - $carecrow (bgr)

[verse i ~ $carecrow: ]
six feet deep aye
came from the black f-cking sea
i’ll be my own enemy
p l a m e n op
crow scaring boy from the leaf
can’t you see that i’m a beast
savage don’t know any peace
leave you with two broken knees
came from the bottom east side boy sheesh
f-cked up in the head and i can’t go sleep
stuck up f-cking b-tches thinkin’ i’m a freak
leave my bl–dy body on the sidewalk please
trust in n0body suicide should do as hobby
now i can’t see sh-t around me until i’m back from the dead
gleam on my wrist from a cut so deep
i light the blunt take a seat just to watch it bleed
dust in my lungs and you can’t save me
heart covеred in f-cking mud till it’s r.i.p
bout time i die and try to sеt the world ablaze
cuz if i ever gave a sh-t i might just end up replaced
run it down round town i’ll be up in the clouds
i’m high as f-ck i need a b-tch to keep my nuts in her mouth
and if i ever touch the ground with my feet still cold
it prolly means i’m going to die so get me bout 5 jones
[verse ii ~ $carecrow: ]
smoking weed in my castle
get the blunt i might pass soon
let me tell you what’s happening
not a d-mn f-cking thing
homeless, broken
looking like a terrorist
brown boy wasting
i’d rather be sailing
black robes
full of red dots
and some grey clouds
galaxies fall
please just get the f-ck from round me cuz i’ll need some sp-ce
to cast a fireball
blow the f-cking wall
get me out this place
oh lord, i can’t sleep or fall back
wrist sliced
both eyes
between her thighs
flock of b-tches gonna be mine
here in the graveyard where all the graves are i’ll be dead
calm my blood but f-ck it i’m cold
tryna get some head in h-ll
can’t even call my plug
i’m on my phone
but there’s no
wi-fi connection what the f-ck
who’s that guy speaking in tongues
this sh-t really f-cking sucks
yet i came here by myself (godd-mn)
don’t talk about tomorrow
don’t try to walk away hoe
i roll and smoke a fat joe
cuz i’m the f-ckin’ $carecrow
b-tch
i’ll see you when the time’s right
six feet underneath
i’m tryna find me a lil peace
[outro ~ $cary da sauce: ]
hey!
what you talkin’ about?
bring that sauce to my house, okay
where the salsa i wait
wait a long time i hate
look at my watch again
now i count one to ten
where the salsa right now?
i need my salsa but how?
what you talkin’ about?
bring that sauce to my house, okay
where the salsa i wait
wait a long time i hate
look at my watch again
now i count one to ten
where the salsa right now, eminem?
i need my salsa but how?

- carecrow bgr

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