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letra de 12 - cemetery drive

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[verse one – miles powers]
new issue, big picture
just get a grip and don’t slip up
just hit the lick in your whip
got an 18 rack and a swisher

which, what, where, how? it’s a mystery like
public drinking is a misdemeanour right?
probably missed it when it switched from green to like
some other color, sorry i mutter

officer, officer f-ck what you offering
y’all keeping the peace? oh no not again!
they keeping a piece and they shot again
trying to get at you, they mobbing in

mobbing in, mobbing in homes i mean
upping the dose and the dopamine
get money, money more
2024, motherf-cker better vote for me

[hook – atwood]
what’s on my mind?
wouldn’t you like to know?
about me, come say hi
i got weed, i got dope

what’s on my mind?
wouldn’t you like to know?
see police all the time
it’s on sight, f-ck po!

[verse two – chris wright]
i really couldn’t be bothered with all that fake sh-t like a atheist
see a pig on the street, trying to bait switch
and i slap that b-tch like a b-ssist
now i’m sure as sh-t that they hate kids

want to lock them up in they cars
put the laser on them like lasik
then plant some sh-t, say it’s ours

run through the mall
run through the bag and i’m with it, i got it
out with them all
out on the street i got siri re-routing
having a ball, having my way with my half of the split
i couldn’t ever be labeled no b-tch
trigger finger primed, i gotta twitch

[verse three – cloud mac]
no expression like botox
a fashion statement like mohawks
wolfgang like we mozart
never seeing 12 like a broke clock

ooo i do not stunt
mary be popping like emily blunt
you is a grunt, i save the game like resetti
headshots to confetti!

[verse four – thiago]
i want to get more f-cked up than our justice system
must’ve been the public drinking
chugging liquor, double fisting
what’s the issue?
non-aggressive sh-t
i send hugs and kisses like mwah

something’s missing, i’m lost
why you switching my song?
why you k!lling this off?
oh they really k!lling need to leave the building i’m gone

run away now, they be way wild
pulling up with canines
got another nine on their waist now
hands in the sky before you face down
no defence mode you can play out
maybe try to bribe with a paypal

nah, they don’t get none of my sh-t
can’t tell me nothing, it’s nothing i did
singing the national anthem like yeah
my mirror’s black, we f-ck up these pigs

[hook – atwood]
what’s on my mind?
wouldn’t you like to know?
about me, come say hi
i got weed, i got dope

what’s on my mind?
wouldn’t you like to know?
see police all the time
it’s on sight, f-ck po!

- cemetery drive

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