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letra de same ole same - davidthetragic

[?] end of the world [?]
[?][?][?] end of the world

(davidthetragic)
no, you ain’t smoking gas, it ain’t real runtz (no)
been there everyday, for like 3 months (d-mn)
za in the j, need the shows back n—- (…else?)
i was tittering, finna sit back in a minute (what else?)
i been seeing black for a minute (what else?)
it’s the end of the world, so i start new beginning (what else?)
i was f-cking hurt before the dreads had the salt in (what else?)
back then i was doing features for a bargin (yeah, what else?)
nowadays can’t [????]
really my niche in between the margin (yeah)
n—-‘s outside rasing h-ll cause it’s hot here (yeah, yeah)
then they wanna see n—- win, new slaves here (d-mn) (yeah)
new slaves here….

new slaves here (new slaves)
new slaves

and these pigs need to die, right breonna taylor? (r.i.p.)
wake up, that could have been your neighbor (it could)
same old sh-t, just different cases
still black faces, free them n—-‘s…(free)
out this pen, this system’s racist
time to shoot back, f-ck a dissertation (f-ck it) (hahaha)
imma talk my sh-t, n—- f-ck a placement (f-ck it)
imma talk my sh-t n—-, f-ck your placement (f-ck it)
f-ck ’em…
mhhmmmmm…
d-mn

really had weight, now i’m real impatient
move my swizz, cause it appears i’m taking
d-ck right now, they ain’t think i’d make it
don’t mean sh-t if you’re broke and famous
see they bubble-pop –and these fools can’t take it…
how you…… [chasing]
this ain’t yall, for the web you’re faking
fake it, cp 3-0 fake it — allah had to call my blessings
deep breath, could be the last i’m taking
plus she had these folks patrolling us
and a big f-ck you to the biggest gang inside america
i need a spliff, i spoke that sh-t to miss erykah…

yeah, uh-huh..
and these pigs need to die, right breonna taylor? (r.i.p.)

(jelani imani)
twenty-two bullets to an innocent woman
not a martyr for a motherf-cking movement
pigs playing god, out picking and choosing
i done gave up the fake sh-t, that would make me stupid
me? sh-t — i be sitting back thinking like “sh-t so godd-mn confusing”
n—-‘s fall like the rain, on the high afternoon, and them blood-filled streets started paying for two
meanwhile, [?] oh can’t you sit, home blast far away, and secluded
listening to all our motherf-ckin’ music
how could you approve of this strange ass movement?
how do we refute what the law says do?
well, have any history to latch on to?
my dollar offend, all the memories white-washed
legacies to make me and mine stay cool
true, i’m a pacifist, i don’t really advocate violence
but ain’t keep rising like lazarus
i don’t think jesus ass could even manage this [?]
off the love, and they murdered him too
contel-pro still alive, be aware of they eye, cause the enemy is just on both sides
keep a lil pub on my side, to protect me and mine, from those billionaires and fbi

- davidthetragic

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