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letra de gun feels ( $ ) - crown hutch

alright i’m gonna take it from the top/ do it just non stop/ my name is crown/ this song is for jed…
come clean/ unseen/ unseen how you revelin in a bright light/ light-field/
i’ll cover you in sweet wheat and show you how a gun feels fun/ it feels unreal/ what’s the deal?
it’s one thing/ it’s something/ it’s something heavy peddlin out of sight/ sight sealed/
i’ll cover you in sea salt and show you how the gun i bought talks and squawks untaught/ and he does it a lot
she’d frown like a k!ller and distract the moon/ like out an 84 toyota crown royal saloon/ what a fly b-tterfly/ think like a bot/
sittin here laughin about how i sick i got/
i’ll admit i got a limp now when i walk/ i maybe got a little tremelo when i talk/ but my letters read/ right out the pits of sand/
you’re a walkin talkin miracle and a h-ll of a man/
i’ll be d-mned if i don’t ride right on/ right along right on home right on i’ll be d-mned
c-m clean/ bunk scene/ bungee latter trickin off/ you’re right/ right field/
i’ll haul you to the rap ring/ i’ll call you out how you’ve been pushin for bouts outloud and you’re not even proud
dem bones/ gem stones/ doesn’t matter/ figure in you’re right/ right feel/
slow moans to sno cones to throat groans/ current state of mind shows tones of cold glowstone, so you better leave me alone/
a mere fear monger conjures clear significance/ i’m quarreling in the glorious quarry, beer with bitterants/
i’m peering through the clearing piercing queen elizabeth/ my mother-theresa-eyes spy a wide indifference/
i won’t even mention what i already didn’t since/
i’m in the parking lot scrabbling up her maybelline/
the police blotter fodder got her to stay with me/
i called the copters/ after laughter told em bumper to bumper/
put your f-cking bumper on my trunk until the trunk say ee ah/
hit the f-cking donkey till he he haw/
grip the cowboy till he f-cking say “hee haw”/
yeah, b-tch -ss cowboy, look at me now, boy/
my name is f-cking crown, boy/ i’ll put you in the ground boy/
yeah, this 1999 and i’m loud boy/
yeah, my name is crown/ the f-cking sound is loud/ the f-cking girls are proud of me/
you need to give me five/ 5.99 – put it on the f-cking ground boy/
yeah, yeah drop it on the ground, boy/
you got some money, boy? drop it on the ground, boy/
boy, i’m a man/ ooh ooh god d-mn/
uh, yeah b-tch, i’m a man!/ uh, yeah b-tch, i’m a man
i’m a man, boy/ i’m a man-boy/ i’m a pretty boy/ i’m a bad boy/ i’m a bad girl/
spank my -ss, b-tch/ pull my f-ckin hair, b-tch/ spank my -ss, b-tch/ suck my f-ckin d-ck, b-tch
suck my d-ck, b-tch/ suck my f-ckin d-ck b-tch
suck my d-ck, b-tch/ suck my f-ckin d-ck b-tch

- crown hutch

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