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letra de rockband - cemetery drive

[verse 1 – cloud mac]
i’m a shadow in the night, i be steady sippin’ wine
i be crying all the time you ain’t nothing, quit your lying
black cats in my eyes, succubus on my thighs
i got demons in my mind, reaper ready when i die
rich little b-tch boy, ever looking sl!ck boy
always acting out cause your daddy is a d-ck boy
always dead inside cos you hung up on a chick, boy
always miss the signs, you ain’t ever make the list boy
cemetery drive, yeah i made my own rock band
everybody waiting for the next thing that we dropping
we did it once, do it twice like it was nothing
we here to stay motherf-cker we ain’t bluffing

[verse 2 – miles powers]
public drinkin outta habit, bailed my homie out the county
swear to god i’m not an addict, i just i keep that powder ‘round me
on my person, yea my version of events be quite different
i ain’t even f-cked up, officer i’m light sippin
lights strobbin, wine open, will i find focus?
imma weed toker, seed sower, till the beat over
never be sober… cemetery drive
imma put it in reverse, revolution #9, yuh
ain’t no redeemin me, ain’t what i seem to be, mean to be, sh-t’ll be fine i guess
ain’t nothin real to me, ‘cept what i’m still to be, k!ll a beat, even when i’m depressed
yellin like i’m mc ride, exmilitary
till i’m dead feel me and my pen bleed dry

[verse 3 – thiago]
they wanting more sonnnn (morrison), i feel like jim boy
knocking doors downnnn we coming in boy
me hoy minoy, why they gotta copy me?
honestly, bite my lines, put em in some tin foil
now that’s some food for thought, fluctuate my mood a lot
sitting in the corner wondering who am i?
sometimes i feel like n.e.r.d. ’02 or so
sometimes i feel like kurt in utero
how we go from iggy pop and jimmy page to lil yacht and iggy az?
don’t milly rock or hit the quan when i’m on stage
how we go from chuck berry to kate perry right?
from wu-tang to cemetery drive, aight
when i get my sweet revenge give it three cheers
when will i see the end? i give it three years
won’t stick around with no reason to be here
reinvent the wheel off rails you better steer clear

[verse 4 – chris wright]
young sticky kid came up on the outside
young silly wrist all they do is spout lies
i don’t think about the words, i’m all about vibes
i just got a message and ignored it cause my clout high
really i’m a sh-tty person, please don’t let it be excused
every track a greatest hit and still it hardly make the news
i don’t got a lot of love from people who i upward view
so why should i be different, take the time out just to f-ck with you
that’s the single instant that i noticed i was incomplete
cloudy hit me up and told me homie let’s make history
i didn’t even hesitate i knew that sh-t was meant to be
and now my keys are black and white instead of tapping rgb
we really made a rock band, drumming on our desktops
put a couple homies in it, ran it like a sweatshop
k!lled the game and shut it down, left that sh-t in deadlock
way i see it going i won’t have to get a desk job

- cemetery drive

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