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letra de session - deddreamer & grim r

session lyrics
[verse 1: grim r]
eyes on a face that painted, screaming at a child
keeping eyes on life blotted with the sins of those, he kept his eyes on
now it’s “i gone back,” lookin’ fine
nah, feelin’ i gon’ snap!
take you back to my genesis, a darkly place, that what it is
my rhymes, not one, was in pretend, i gave it all, a way to vent
the words i wrote, my only friend, each second spent was heaven-sent
though, h-llish vibe when spitting it, put “rip” on every foe i went
off, on, i been so violent with the pen, no telling when i’ll k!ll it, catch a body in the memo
got ’em on the benzo, afraid to do the limbo, you f-ck around with me, your ass is dumber than a bimbo
that riding in a limo, and puking out the window, the proof is in the pudding, ate a cup, ‘n that’s it, ho
though i gotta bring it back, and tell ’em what i feelin’ change
i’m going bat, man, and jason be my bruce wayne
i bought to snap, man, ‘cause thinking be my d-mn bane
i cry a laugh, man, the joker in my sick brain
it getting grim, yeah, the reaper took my life away
f-ck it! i moving lanes, never back down
press it! my foot down on the gas now
hold it until the tank gonna run out
fill that b-tch up, then i whip it to my goal, and that
a nice life for my sis and i, fight
for the day that i might make everything right
the one that i fix it all and leave my story done
end the life of living grim that had became when this begun
[verse 2: deddreamer]
so it begun, i got a ski mask on, you catch me outside
bumpin’ like some 808’s, feelin’ like southside
i got ’em hyped, when you walked on stage, the d-mn crowd died
i been in my feels, recently not on cloud nine, wassup
i could drop your body, don’t need a tool
i’m sick of bum ass b-tches playin’ me like a fool
i seen some lames switch up, nah, we is not cool
and then 12 came down, they saw some blood in the pool
i wanna k!ll a motherf-cker that tryna run up, i’m on the come up
you ain’t tough, don’t bring yo’ f-ckin’ gun up
they only wanna shoot when the sun up
but i blast ’em in the night, the body hung up, then that’s my one-up
and grim not the only one that be talkin’ with the reaper
i fell deep into my feels and then i only went in deeper
i got played by some girls, nah, i cannot keep her
and i lost some friends, none of them are keepers
so then they started steppin’, i don’t mean they in they sneakers
then they bump my sh-t, my sh-t go crazy on some speakers
but i’m gettin’ stronger, yo’ ass just gettin’ weaker
i spaz too much, i should charge for a f-ckin’ feature
i’m a different breed, i swear to god, i’m a creature
b-tch, i got ’em heatin’ up, they ain’t got a fever
the dreamer keep a heater, you my bullet receiver
i’m yo’ leader, they done sold some liters, they some dealers, this my procedure, ah!
[outro: deddreamer]
ha-ha
man, that sh-t was f-cking crazy
no cap
diizii

- deddreamer grim r

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