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letra de golden - cracker the honky

[verse 1]

yo, broken promises, golden lockets with
pictures of my past hoping that i don’t get lost in it
don’t get me wrong i ain’t forgotten it
but i talk about heart break they call me a misogynist
what’s funny is these are people i ain’t bothered with
stab me in the left side of my back and see what hollow is
see, years ago i saw a path without no morales in
and due to a lack of guidance i blindly went and followed it
two wrongs don’t make a right, but when my life gets too wrong
i tend to lay awake and write, and i ain’t saying that i’m right all the time man
i’m saying that i write all the time and it’s mad
and i said i’d never speak on the matter
but it’s funny how people wanna sleep on a concious rapper
these artists’ are feeding you propaganda
and you swallow it up like a sleazeball in the manor

[hook]

when everything they’ve had to say to me
make all the clouds pour negativity
i’m holding out for positivity
cos’ when the sun comes out its golden
when everything they’ve had to say to me
make all the clouds pour negativity
i’m holding out for positivity
cos’ when the sun comes out its golden

[verse 2]

trapped in a melody musics got me stuck its a pal and an enemy
and i’m not saying that i’m road but my music’s like a strap
i kick back and i let it speak
nah i ain’t a fan of the karma, if it’s good or its bad
i’m just cas’ i just let it be
and i don’t know where this gift came from, i’m just glad it was sent to me
and i know its sad but my head is weak, i make ill music
but i’d go mad for a remedy, this pad is my weaponry
you’ll never understand the complexity
up in the lab with some chemistry
but i almost went mad because of pregnancy
i just couldn’t handle the intensity
mentally and endlessly controlling my mind like telepathy

[hook]

[verse 3]

the time’s 3:33 and i’m wide awake
and they wonder why i can’t give them the time of day
i barely know the time or date
and now i’m praying everyday that someone sends me to a timeless place
girls saying they miss me and now its driven me livid
cos when i call them up they say they too busy to visit
so i kick back and listen to lyrics
and then i see them on the street and they get timid and zip-it
who needs enemies with friends like that?
who needs an ex when it ends that bad
who needs to check when my pen games mad
and who needs to stress when we end days bad?
so come again
who needs enemies with friends like that?
who needs an ex when it ends that bad
who needs to check when my pen games mad
and who needs to stress when we end days bad?
not me… not me…

[hook]

when everything they’ve had to say to me
make all the clouds pour negativity
i’m holding out for positivity
cos’ when the sun comes out its golden
cos’ when the sun comes out its golden

- cracker the honky

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