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letra de paranoia - chris gauge

[intro]
e.c…t

just gonna… i’m just gonna talk

[verse 1]
i’m having nightmares of all my friends turning to enemies
over melodies, money, b-tches, and equities
but i would leave this earth if it would ease discrepancies
delete my legacy and leave my net worth to charities
but i don’t see anyone that would do something similar
when times were simpler my brothers seemed more familiar
but that’s my disconnect i never did pick up the phone
left them alone i always felt i was accident-pr-ne
my house, not a home 3 am the streets i would roam
until my pen was perfected
relationships went neglected
i lost things so precious it happens more than it doesn’t
losing people over what you thought it was but it wasn’t
because egos are large and pride’s a bitter pill to swallow
start to feel like hennessey when my parents finish the bottle
could never play role model i’m not even a good brother
i built this house of memories the problem is it lacks structure

[chorus]
so roll one and pass that
i can feel the paranoia
but maybe we could get passed that
if we smoked a little longer
roll one and pass that
i can feel the paranoia
but maybe we could get passed that
if we smoked a little longer
[verse 2]
i wonder what marin would think if he could see the fate of his people
being more together than ever but sh-ts still not equal
queens still not regal but the cultures hot so they copy
cops loose so any king can get treated like rodney
sometimes i think god is white and jesus is black
so his dad didn’t mind letting him die for whites like that
just like the slave masters who raped the women with laughter
mary wasn’t a virgin it’s just her son was a b-st-rd
and that’s why he turns a blind eye to every piece of oppression
parents stressin’ black kids got closet depression
plantation owners circle with they guns and badge
with jurisdictions over neighborhoods, they never had
to grow up in but still allowed to show up in
k!ll someone they never knew and we’re still supposed to love them
when a black lives lost it’s still blue lives matter
the red splatter leads to a weekend of chatter
with no changes, we still hitting l!cks on all of our neighbors
and on average we’re getting less for our hours of labor
the reagan administration flooded communities with crack
and they created the war on drugs which was a plan of attack
like stop and frisk
we’re living in the apocalypse
which in turn makes the entire country’s moral dip
history does repeat it’s just people that happens to change
we do the exact same thing so f-ck it everybody sing

- chris gauge

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