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letra de circa 96 - dohan

[verse 1]
grew up inside cause outside they was pushin’ bricks
on my 64 while n-gg-s was catchin’ licks
(pop-pop)
grandma told me to duck, she thank god they never hit
i don’t f-ck ya cause the st–z is counterfeit
i don’t pray to god cause it’s outside my logic
ya n-gg-s is h–rding lies
i was playing goldeneye now i got 3 golden eyes
i just came to realize, hee
told papito no, he tryna violate me
i don’t blame him, put it on society
dealing wit ptsd
doc never diagnosed me
so imagine someone who was violated by the streets
it’s weird, i used to hold resentment
now i look back and consider it a blessing
i think i learned a lesson
never let n-body be the cause of your regression
and come to understand your illogical aggression

[verse 2]
positivity is the only elixir
our ideologies differ
don’t cop a crystal to fix ya
your ignorance better be blissful
energy is real, enlightenment might miss ya
eyes closed, never reveal the bigger picture
mindset stuck to unreal, your wall is bricked up
make ya mental health sicker, positive habits, meals
you grow your aura nodes quicker

[verse 3]
(yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
i feel like a sun cause my energies emitted
these humans my sons, left the trailin’ in the distance
can’t find a way to find a way so hope you find it soon
scare the clouds away in the afternoon
retaliate reality, hammock on the moon
humans we just animals, hubris spoke too soon high
ya just want to pander so, walk towards ya doom
i just wanted answers tho, ooo i got to move
turning badder news into some can of foods
digesting what you see, never smellin’ these clues
it’s the bad boy from the rad void
known to stuff a eighth inside an empty altoids, yo
i just had to concentrate, now i’m making mad noise
took some time to contemplate i mad some poor choices
i’m flyin thru sp-ce this sh-t is pointless
that’s what makes it so great, it’s a cold open
hope it’s not to late 250 feet more oceans
hope it’s not too late, till then i’ll sip my potion
surviving crisis, this the 3rd dimension i want more then
psilocybin i’m vibing riding this rhythm’s motions
(ri-ri-riding this rhythm’s motions)
(ri-ri-riding this rhythm’s motions)
(ri-ri-riding this rhythm’s motions)
(ri-ri-riding this rhythm’s motions)
(ri-ri-riding this rhythm’s motions)

- dohan

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