letra de $tripes - crockett
the minute that my soul died, my swollen eyes were frozen shut
my broken mind was opened up, i know i’m not the only one who’s choking on a swollen gut
i think i’m throwing up
at least i’ll never hold a gun up to my head, i’m blowing up
these b-tterflies, turned to vultures full of subtle lies
summertime is when i die, when winter comes i come alive
my cold heart and dope flow make mozart look bozo
i’m not repping yolo, so i’m doing all my promo
by myself, with a couple people supportin’ me
fortune and fame’s escortin’ these “orphans” who lack importance
to touring when i’m here… the b-st-rd rapping accomplishments
the people claiming “orphanage” struggled for a pot to p-ss
to cause houses with a lot of steps are mazes and their common sense
was lost among the c-ckiness and commas in their momma’s checks
i lived the average life, so where’s my compliments?
i gotta dig inside my heart for you to even wanna listen
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