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letra de time - chuuwee & trizz

[intro: chuuwee]
great
at least it woulda been
it was f-ckin’ great

[chorus: chuuwee]
you’re too busy wasting time, i be out here chasing mine
i swear i wake up every day, pray to mary jane, stop and medicate
heavy weight problems on my brain, take the strain away
take time to praise myself ’cause i be steady on my nine to five
all i know is i ain’t got no comfort, there’s no choice for me to live this way
steady on my sh-t, don’t take no breaks so we gon’ be okay

[verse 1: chuuwee]
take the time out to breathe, be human beings
just being human stress me out so much, i wish i had some wings
there’s a eagle tells me things, she whisper softly in my ear
soon as i pulled her out my jeans i squeeze her tits and let her scream
(bang!)
then bloods come rush the scene and circle me my little ni-
they gave me brains right in the street
she such a freak and she’ll delete them n-ggas talking tough in tweet
but i can’t f-ck with her no mo’ ’cause she just up and bust on me
i told my fingers not to do it, they was looking through the music
need the perfect song to do it to, then h threw on the beat
i think it rained that month and week
the insects ate and munched my feet
the sh-t just ain’t been jumping lately, i slit them veins and jumped the creek
it says i showed no signs of warning, when i get sad i will not speak
and they won’t understand my pain, the one who did got took from me
i watched two people die, before i did the blame i took the heat
i took some pills and blew some reef and blew my brains out in the street

[verse 2: trizz]
look, i be lazy, i’m riding with them crazy guys
n-gga i be faded, and still be reading between the lines
death to all my enemies against me, better choose your side
choose wise, one by one we’ll take you and soon you will die
youngest of the clique, talkin’ sh-t, quit the star drama
like taking the judges to a new level, mentioning your mama
hotter than the sauna, primadonna made for whippin’ n-ggas
spittin’ n-ggas, gas n-ggas, trash to be emptied n-gga
shout out my fifty n-ggas, hate you give to memphis n-gga
if you don’t listen to pac, then you won’t get it n-gga
i bang g sh-t, that post and roll up weed sh-t
while mainstream fans get distracted by that weak sh-t
lame ass rappers always copy what they see, sh-t
i’m grinding and eatin’ n-gga, getting it in these streets, b-tch
it ain’t no p-ssy good enough to knock away my scratch
get it how i live, that man evolve, a n-gga get too jacked

- chuuwee trizz

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