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letra de tombstone - derrick matthews

tombstone lyrics
[intro]
yeah
uh
let’s go

[verse 1: derrick matthews]
count your winnings with your people while they living
cause whenever your finished they only given flowers after death
mikey back in prison, pray he beat his sentence
when he get out that b-tch you know that i’m pulling up with a check
been a nervous wreck, lord knows i’ve been a sinner
chasing my dreams since we had syrup sandwiches for dinner
no heat in winter and santa forgot us in december
and i remembеr that’s why i never smiled in my picturеs
this ain’t a pity party for the weak hearted
and i’ve been over all the bullsh-t since the day that it started
my father stole my social number one summer
gave me a suitcase with clothes from my brother, lied to my mother
saying, there’s $5k rolled inside of the wrinkled pants
we went through it all there was nothing but empty hands
i’m tired of no food in the cupboard and broken promises
i guess when you’re coming from the gutter it’s all synonymous

[chorus]
every night before i go to sleep
i pray the lord for my soul to keep
my baby girls need some food to eat
whoever get in my way i leave them dead in the street
i’m on my tombstone sh-t
i can be your huckleberry, but you just a b-tch
i’m on my tombstone sh-t
i can be your huckleberry, but you just a b-tch
every night before i go to sleep
i pray the lord for my soul to keep
my baby girls need some food to eat
whoever get in my way i leave them dead in the street
i’m on my tombstone sh-t
i can be your huckleberry, but you just a b-tch
i’m on my tombstone sh-t
i can be your huckleberry, but you just a b-tch
[verse 2: derrick matthews]
f-ck the world till the day god calling me
it’s like vietnam it don’t really take a lot to see
bomb with the napalm, burn it all till they gone
they got a problem, we gon shoot em cause they dead wrong
i’m your huckleberry b-tch
chain gang on the side of the road in a ditch
early grave for these motherf-ckers claim we brothers
ain’t nothing but other crabs in a barrel cook em with b-tter
boil up! we gon let it all fall down
dinner call with my kin pass it all round
money mission we gon get it till we on now
tom sawyer the fence, you forget this is our sound
uh, i’m on my muddy waters sh-t
dirty harry in my denim walking with a limp
ain’t drink in a minute but i just bought a fifth
and when they asking who the cl!ck, it’s slumerican, b-tch

- derrick matthews

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