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letra de transition lenses - cement city

i never compromise my vision
i keep my glasses mint-condition
they can doubt my mind, i might take their side, but they cannot doubt my wisdom

i got a monster drink addiction
and it only means i mean business
never make haste when i make waves cuz a man tryna use precision

sunlight never hurt my eyes, had the transitions strapped since i was five
and half my zippers on the wrong side
nb on the toes that’s double wide
if i could do it all again, i would do it again
everybody act cool, i won’t even pretend
pull up at the bully’s house, i might make a new friend
yeah, imma do me until the party ends

my lack of attention, handicap retention
got me feeling weary got me tired of the mentions
from a new dimension, where music is a weapon
underground sound gonna peirce through the heavens
we got the flow, we rock the whole seven seas, had a rough start but i set course for history
and if the boat’s tippin’ imma keep on rowing cuz i can’t roll up if i’m dead and floating

i stepped outside
to get a clear view of the quiet sky
no thoughts upstairs except “i’m doing fine”
who needs love when you have peace of mind?
i keep it cool, yeah i don’t start no fires
if i stumble across one i might flame it higher
all this time on my hands got me losing marbles
might create high art that’s really hard to swallow
all these these fruity loops bros who used to play serato
lack the quality control i get from my mcdonald’s
if you think that’s rude just wait until tomorrow
but can i even talk when all i do is borrow?

keep it clean cuz my momma don’t like no swears
got tight jeans and i got tight snares
got good style cuz my vision impaired
and i take no heat cuz i never get scared

john lennon vibes in the tinder bio
god knows i went that country mile
but i ain’t into chicks i’m into dudes with vinyls
bring back funk like the first revival

i set the record straight like a wrecking ball
i’m up at 4am watching shrek the halls
no alcohol, sippin’ orange la croix, laid down the beat, i’m layin down the law

i’m layin’ down my drink, cuz it tastes like hairspray
make way for depression when i hit the airwaves
you know it’s coming up when you’re stressed enough
so have another breakdown while i’m restin’ up
i don’t have a goal, i just wanna sing my soul
hate myself for no…
reasons that i know
tag a mate who cannot relate

i stepped outside
to get a clear view of the quiet sky
no thoughts upstairs except “i’m doing fine”
who needs love when you have peace of mind?

yeeaahhhh
we out here
rip young king dave
rip neil peart
rip acting like someone else around other people to try to fit in
shoutouts runescape

- cement city

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