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letra de sxlf svbotvge - doc gruesome

[chorus: doc gruesome]
look me in my face, dawg, tell me why i’m not enough
i ain’t never been the same since k!lling ’em
got to get it together, i keep on f-ckin’ up
but no matter the weather, i steady posted up
look me in my face, dawg, tell me why i’m not enough
i ain’t never been the same since k!lling ’em
got to get it together, i keep on f-ckin’ up
but no matter the weather, i steady posted up

[verse 1: doc gruesome]
if i ain’t pacin’, i’m tracin’ my wall, saw familiar faces
deep inside my hеad feel like a relapse
is on thе horizon but don’t n0body wanna see that
they only want to hear the positive but honestly
i’m living in a hole and that bothers ’em and honestly
i’m sick of being positive, i’d rather not acknowledge them
do what they tell me, keep these problems by the wheel
and that’s real sh-t, staring at the bottom of my peel sh-t
keep me medicated so i never had to feel sh-t (feel sh-t)
keep me dedicated to the d-mn flip
i’ma smile in your face ’til i can’t then i trip
and i promise you, i’ma f-ckin’ demolish you
innocent bystanders, they vomit through
t-shirts, did not see my face as i wallow through
every hood, tell your people they follow you
i never really felt like i would grow to be enough
until one day i realized i don’t really give a f-ck
[chorus: doc gruesome]
look me in my face, dawg, tell me why i’m not enough
i ain’t never been the same since k!lling ’em
got to get it together, i keep on f-ckin’ up
but no matter the weather, i steady posted up
look me in my face, dawg, tell me why i’m not enough
i ain’t never been the same since k!lling ’em
got to get it together, i keep on f-ckin’ up
but no matter the weather, i steady posted up

[verse 2: doc gruesome]
but i never let it get me down
ten toes in the ground, come and move me now
i’ve been shunned from your world, told to move around
and now my gun doesn’t move and when you put me down
i’m having fun when i’m losing, can’t explain how
it’s a feeling of nostalgia building from the ground
feel like a kid again with dope tucked up in my mouth (ayy)
police coming, i’ma swallow every bit down
hope they go bursting my stomach ‘fore i puke ’em out
i never had no one to show me what’s a better route (better route)
i never had no one to show me

- doc gruesome

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