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letra de intersections - damez

[intro: grandma voicemail]
hey damien, this is grandmama calling. i called to tell you i saw your pictures on the uh… on facebook, you looked real nice. i think you should go out for modeling. but i wish you success on your record, on your uh, alb-m that you made, your photos and everything. you looked real nice. granny proud of you, grandpa is too. and we’re so proud, you looked real nice. keep it up, baby. love you. bye, bye

[verse 1]
man, why you always on the move now?
i mean, what you really tryna prove now?
what, you telling me you ’bout to move now?
you gone drop everything including school now?
yeah, that’s what they asked me
but i don’t never let sh-t p-ss me
so i just go where the chrome is
’cause i don’t really know what home is
but i know what alone is
yeah i know what alone is
i know what sitting in the dark in with a glock pressed to yo dome is
the old damien was a happy n-gg-
big-headed -ss lil sappy n-gg-
sh-t got real, turned into a snappy n-gg-
heart stomped on by a bunch of cr-ppy n-gg-s
mama moved out when i was sixteen
never seen sh-t get so real
and now damez just another cold dude
young flesh with the soul of a old dude
i like soul food and i’m so rude
i got problems, but that’s old news
they hate you for being black
they hate you for who you love, too

[bridge]
you just think its all a facade
while playing god
worried ’bout the things, the things that don’t concern you (concern you)
and they get kicked right out of they house
now living without
drugs and clubs the only things they have to turn to (to turn to)

[hook]
pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
yall don’t know (yall don’t know)
about my struggles (about my struggles)
pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
yall don’t know (yall don’t know)
about my struggles (about my struggles)

[post-hook]
lord if i could just be free
maybe i can blur the margins
but i just wanna be me
yeah i don’t wanna start no problems
yeah i don’t wanna start no problems
yall don’t know
about my struggles

[verse 2]
man, why you always staying prayed up?
i mean, what you really afraid of?
i know failure’s a consequence
but what happened to all yo confidence, huh?
yeah, that’s what i ask me
’cause lately i been letting sh-t past me
and i just been avoiding my reflection
just tryna embrace imperfection
i’m just tryna cross intersections
i’m just tryna cross intersections
just looking both ways on all of my days
i’m just tryna cross intersections
just tryna cross intersections
i’m just tryna cross intersections

[bridge]
you just think its all a facade
while playing god
worried ’bout the things, the things that don’t concern you
(they don’t mind they business, they don’t mind they business)
concern you
they don’t mind they business)
like everyday i’m catching h-ll, for being myself
i’m lonely, left or right i don’t know where to turn to
(they don’t mind they business, they don’t mind they business)
to turn to

[hook] (x2)
pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
yall don’t know (yall don’t know)
about my struggles (about my struggles)
pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
pick a struggle (pick a struggle)
yall don’t know (yall don’t know)
about my struggles (about my struggles)

[outro]
just tryna cross intersections
i’m just tryna cross intersections
just looking both ways on all of my days
i’m just tryna cross intersections
just tryna cross intersections
i’m just tryna cross intersections
just looking both ways on all of my days
i’m just tryna cross intersections
just looking both ways on all of my days
i’m just tryna cross intersections

[monologue: staceyann chin]
apparently, if the tragedy does not immediately impact you, you don’t give a f-ck…

true love is never affected by color. i curb the flashes of me crashing across the table to knock his blonde skin from manhattan to montego bay to bear witness to the bl–dy beatings of brown boys accused of the h-m-s-xual crime of b-gg-ry…

….the men who believed being vulnerable could only make them stronger…

…amidst the new fangled fads and fallacies, the new age claims that s-xual, racial and economic freedom has finally come for all…

…for all the landmarks we celebrate, we are still n-gg-rs, and f-ggots, and minstrel references for jokes created on the funny pages of a white, heteros-xual world

- damez

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