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letra de hanging on the cliff - dj lucas

(this is why people do dope!)
they say the grass is greener on the other side
i’m looking out over the world it’s dj!
(all the major labels need to see this)

[chorus]
3.5 in my bleep because i’m anxious as a b-tch, yeah
came up out the valley so i’m hanging on the cliff
and my homie hooked on drugs he said there’s no way to resist
this is my side of the mountain but we still don’t coexist
i’m like momma i’m trying got my finger on the pulse just like i’m dying (dj!)
i’m like momma i’m trying i got my finger on the pulse just like someone’s dying

[verse 1]
got my fingеr on the pulse just like a pacеmaker
and they keep playing with my heart i’ll need a pacemaker
they know i’m really ’bout my talk just like a naysayer
that boy dj flipping out just like a straight razor
smoking zaza burning holes into my windbreaker
they know i’m ballin’ out in boston just like vin baker
feel like it’s me against the world it’s like a strike breaker
i serve a custy while i’m walking ’round the god’s acre
they know i came up out the woods just like a caretaker
i sparked a bleep in the parking garage elevator
and this rosin look like dope in the wax paper
they know i really talk my talk until it’s legislature
[chorus]
3.5 in bleep because i’m anxious as a b-tch, yeah
came up out the valley so i’m hanging on the cliff
and my homie hooked on drugs he said there’s no way to resist
this is my side of the mountain but we still don’t coexist
i’m like momma i’m trying got my finger on the pulse just like someone’s dying (dj!)
i’m like momma i’m trying i got my finger on the pulse just like someone’s dying

[verse 2]
i got my finger on the pulse just like a emt
me and shorty in the woods we doing dmt
all that powder on the counter it ain’t creatine (clank!)
my homie geeked the hammer on him like king dedede
getting salt from the road i wear my prada sneakers
late nights in western mass i be with all the creatures (dj!)
see the fire in just like a art teacher (haah!)
driving through the ice storm just like sigourney weaver
extended farm house we use a sp-ce heater (dj!)
they know i came up out the woods i got the hay fever
yes, i really talk my talk just like a non-believer
sitting idle in my car just like a f-cking creeper

[chorus]
3.5 in bleep because i’m anxious as a b-tch, yeah
came up out the valley so i’m hanging on the cliff
and my homie hooked on drugs he said there’s no way to resist
this is my side of the mountain but we still don’t coexist
i’m like momma i’m trying got my finger on the pulse just like someone’s dying (dj!)
i’m like momma i’m trying i got my finger on the pulse just like someone’s dying

- dj lucas

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