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letra de those who live in a glass city - daymeus

[verse 1]

dayme be i-rate
like an inmate in a warm state, still, i’m so cold
rarely relate, this may be real late
but will not go untold
i hold weight with age, free -ssociate
and i should polish old flows
but i just returned from back home
from biting my tongue
and i’m biting no more
‘cept the necks of those who don’t come correct
i c-m erect, so this gotta be hard
you feel it’s too far, then go for it
come out to la, not speakin’ to every extra
directed at many though (many though)
anyone feelin slighted, my sight had new perspective
the second i stepped off the plane home
mama makin’ me food while i
lie back and relax wit the lil guy, connor
reminiscin’ on all the parking lots, hiawatha
fires, outings with maygan or father
how free you feel responsibility-free
such is a break, i suppose, i don’t know, we (we)
get those so scarcely, then i think
what if it ain’t change?
what if i still lived home?
full grown, yet immature, no movin’ on
so, i never flew to california
instead got a part time, but not while i’m in school
or pursuin’ a path, just a part time, just to get high
powder, pill, or blunt, no side
p-ssion, i’m irrational now, pi
i’m ashin’ ends in unwashed piles of fashion, hashin’ out
where my day went, week went, my lifetime, no tell
of my tale, no, who care? twitter, facebook
faceless no-ones, oh, too real? toledo?
or wait a sec
what if i stayed and we worked it out, k?
and what if i got her pregnant?
and our timeline changed like that
and what if i cracked
smacked her in the head, she fell right back
and what if she stayed, and finally loved me back
or what if i cheated, skipped out on our little boys visitations
to f-ck holes of hoes, who really ain’t sh-t
you stayed at home, up late, sick, poor little jayden
now, take in to consideration
it’s awfully tough for many kids to remain faithful in this city
they chasin’ tails wit no head, sit still and expect rent checks
not everybody in that gl-ss hole, nah
not many in the gl-ss city, though
that i f-ck wit
felt f-ckin’ toxic there, wait
what if i run up on this punk b-tch
he been eyein’ me wrong at the park
he, now, mackin’ a hoe who denied me, nah, f-ck
not thinkin it out no, no!
f-ck rationality, just bought a gat
my whole crew backin’ me packin’
now, what if i did this weekly? huh
yeah, that sound like a plan
what if we all in the same boat, man?
what if we sailin’ in lifted merch
and closin’ stolen curtains to workin’ for somethin worthy
he-rs-s swervin’, holdin’ minds, ent-tled
birthed to curb our first, second, and third dream job
and settle for scams (wha)
no meddling kids for this sham (nah)
what if i peeked at a mirror, epiphany
in it i see the same me since before graduation
what if i then b-tched on the reg ’bout the place that i’m in
but i did, not a thing
years fade out like the end of a play
i’m sittin’ there empty, alone, i’ve accomplished nothin’
and everyone’s moved on ‘cept me
well, then i guess i’d be you
could’ve been you

[interlude]

[bridge]

yeah, this city, it may be cracked
and though, i know, i’ll never go back
i know it means little, considering
i jumped ship, but
this is all out of love, sh-t
and i’m hopin’ y’all love, it
i am speakin’ to benjamin, danie, and fam
i know it’s still home for y’all there, yes
and it used to be mine, that’s done
gotta find my own now, i don’t trust
i’m any closer out here
and i got love for you, some of you, there and some i don’t
i hope you rest see yourself arrested
i’m here, rested in music, it feels like
ya know (home)

[outro]

yeah, you hear me, toledo?
how i sound?
over here in, silver lake

- daymeus

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