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letra de strivin' - deep breez

deep breez – “strivin’”
[emcee(s): breez evahflowin’]
[producer(s): deep (of 2 hungry bros)]

[verse 1: breez evahflowin’]
this is love in the most natural way
but see this pride take the p-ssion away
it’s just a part of me i have to display
blame my dna when it’s hard to see a way to
communicate with more than your tna. we in a
situation where we’re slipping out of touch
hope turn to smoke like sipping on a dutch
remembering a time not flipping out as much
feelings got me tripping like sitting on the bus for what?
what? reasons i can’t even recall
seeds of the evil evolved into a call
“don’t call me back.” in fact, we don’t even share
near to the point where we don’t even care

[interlude 1: breez evahflowin’]
check it

[verse 2: breez evahflowin’]
see, baby said she
want room but don’t want me to leave. it’s like
she talking “a.” i’m talking a “z.” a blank
stare when you’re talking to me. i’ll be d-mned if
i share about the pain had me brought to my knees
girl, you affect me. i’m thinking
“d-mn” if you respect me, love me correctly. if i don’t
come correct, then please correct me. let’s be honest
i’m no nostradamus—i can’t see the future

[interlude 2: breez evahflowin’]
girl, you affect me. i’m thinking: d-mn. word. yo. yo

[verse 3: breez evahflowin’]
girl, you affect me, and i’m thinking
“d-mn” if you respect me, love me correctly. if i don’t
come correct, then please correct me. let’s be honest
i’m no nostradamus—i can’t see the future
i do hate to promise and all of the extra
this love is physical—you can tell from the texture
it gets rough, girl, and it’s more than just s-x stuff
love is f’d up. look at how it just left us
(and now) what it is, baby? where we at?
when did it go there, and how we get back?
can you find a way to understand the way that i act?
can i find a way to speak so we could keep it intact?
can we build, please? i know that we can attack and wage
war undeserved like the piece in iraq. how we
both fight, it’s insane like how we
both right but don’t see it in the same light

[outro: breez evahflowin’] (x2)
i had enough. i’m packing my battle plans up
putting down my weapons, girl. i got my hands up

- deep breez

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