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letra de a dark knight in gotham - danté wolfe

[verse 1: danté wolfe]
come take a walk with me down nightmare alley and i will gladly
show you all the reasons a n-gg- could never be happy
stare in the mirror and look into the temple of god
but he ain’t been here in a while so that sh-t’s a facade
i feel like every f-cking thing i hear now is a lie
and i don’t know why i got so much hate but can’t cry
it make sense why i call my second single bl–dy knuckles
if you go in my room it’s dented walls and little puddles
wear the evidence on my hand, i’m scabbed up and sh-t
had to keep selling grams, ’til i bagged up a zip
surrounded by m-th-f-ckas who mean well but steal ya sales
old custies tryna talk to make sure we still well
just don’t hit my line and keep that bullsh-t down the hall
and if he ever drought up, then i don’t know who you go call
my pride could be my downfall
and i’m well aware, sometimes i don’t care
as long as i don’t trip up the stairs
i use suffering more than pleasure
’cause we all go through it, dog we all ain’t happy
but most of us is smoking this
i got caught at thirteen and my momma lost faith in me
that put some hate in me and a whole lot of complacency

[hook: con]
try spending a night
i’m the reason n-gg-, fear me in sight
i’m still a heathen alright
but i’m good and smoking it
not to look hood though
but to feel less, i feel less
i don’t listen spark the blunt because it heal stress
my b-tch been b-tching, fixing and its still s-x
i’m coming over soon when i’m close i send text
she say be sober, put down the doser
put down the doser

[verse 2: danté wolfe]
seem like now a days i can’t write a verse without making sells
we tryna make a heaven
but we going through h-ll
oh right you wanna hear about that story i mentioned
when i didn’t listen, i got ten days no detention
supposed to go to jail, but thank god i ain’t go
it’s like they say sometimes it’s more about who you know
just a young n-gg- f-cking up doing dumb sh-t
but growing up in my city showed me how to run sh-t
yeah they used to front sh-t, we used that to run sh-t
now we buy em up front, so we can overcome sh-t
those last four bars if you ain’t get em you wasn’t supposed to
just be glad that’s some sh-t you wasn’t exposed to
see i remember back in kinloch
when auntie had the ziplocs
and step pops he had the pounds, in the fridge
it’s funny how you try to hid sh-t from ya kids
but when they get older they realize what it is

- dante wolfe

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