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letra de motown [feat. finale] - dela

[hook]
motown
where do we go from
man, i don’t even know
where do we go from
motown
where we go from
some gotta give
where do we go from
motown
can i live?
[verse 1]
as i recollect and build the retrospect
on this ‘spect with etch a sketch
where a legend disappear and shake it up after
reverend with a scripture hit the diem
(ain’t no laughter)
chapters end when weapon of the z
set a n-gga free
and each and everyone of us went and wept in the street
peddle when hit the strip
my picture flip
and can’t go faster
why settle and get a stick with the shortest end
but then reporters fend off each other to see a morrow
another see another one of his sons
in a puddle in front of a ford
they shuttle and dump us in a morgue
and men get bored and board a plane
looking up before
with the “something bigger than chump change”
tryna find a quicker way to get to them finer things
when a bunch of us aim at the same target
and artists arguing
and complain in unison when its hard to hit
and now they daily departed
but instead it you can see that
“things heading nowhere
its like we don’t care”
when our two main navigators missing
they ain’t listening
in the city we living
detroit michigan
[hook]

[verse 2]
where the stanley cup, super bowl, world series, and finals
at the palace we demolish all them pilots
all attraction, a collapsible distraction
money, stacks in action
contracts and fashion
they package and flash them for that
comcast stash man
imagine a ship with no captain
a picture with no caption
the ground been cracking
like chapped lips and sound been adapted
whenever we go in do to these beats
and through rapping y’all
i don’t think i’ll ever see it happen
overseas we attract them headline
pack them clubs
on my own street
they plug in their ears
been stumming for years
the wonder none of us ever bubbling here (some hit)
but sometime i go and wonder what’s going become of the place
i called home for so long
wanna yell “so long”
and when i’m gone for so long
try to fight that feeling
but i run right back and i hold on
like en vogue with no dawn
first slow song
dance
i patrolled? for shows
promoters wanna goes with motown
[hook]

- dela

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