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letra de symphony of a failing love - dope lxrd

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[verse 1:]
i’m sleep deprived
hoping to god that i stay alive
can’t walk straight but i’m tryna drive
bags of the c0ke at the ten to five
and then the rack overdose at the ten to nine
and it ends the same way every single time
i’m in a slow decline i f-cking hate my mind
cos i find myself falling for the second time
but the love at first sight isn’t real i find
cos i’m really just chasing after s-x and wine
straight from the bag
now i’m feeling sh-tty, tryna cope with facts
she’s brown and pretty and i’m lost to that
like it’s kent nizzy when i rock the track
let’s get busy, with the box i smash
and the euphoria’s like a rock of crack
but the withdrawals like i tried to stop the smack
do i love the chick or do i love the cl-t
cos sometimes it feels like that’s all it is
cos i hate the drugs but i love the high
so i still find myself going back tonight
going back to white, going back to fights
till my brain goes insane from the strained desire
and i cope with the pain with the strains of fire
cos i can’t tell myself i’m a f-cking liar
i’m a f-cking addict to the love and drugs
and the withdrawals of both left me with the cuts
left me in the dump, chase another one
but i can’t really tell if she’s playing c-nt
does she want the d-ck or does she want the funds
cos to me that’s the only reason to chase the love
and these people wanna ask if i’m f-cked enough
syndromes in my brain got me f-cking up

[chorus:]
do you love me, or do you love the cash
cos i contemplate doing something brash
this paranoid state tells me to attack
so my lover’s on the phone tryna ring the jacks
if she catches feelings then i’ll cut her off
and if she’s in my dealings then i’ll f-ck her off
i’m on f-cking rocks i don’t need a chick
but still fall for the one covered in the slits

[verse 2:]
cut me back, cut the cr-p
beg the girl just to cut me slack
beg the girl to give me a chance
look past the bands, look at the man
i hope you can because i’m sick of fakes
sick of ditching friends just to stack the cake
sick of p-ssing out from the drugs i lace
sick of falling for just another pretty face
slow dance with the thought keeps me entertained
but romance with a wh0r- just ends in pain
romance with a women is the highest feeling
till the lsd trip straight destroys the ceiling
and i’m chasing millions, making a k!lling
slaughtering men women and the children
caught in your feelings, caught in my dealings
now the wounds so deep you can’t get no healing
i got verbal sk!lls
you’re getting on my nerves so i murder bills
and i’m feeling the need for a herbal heal
i was born in this world just to rob and steal
just to rape and k!ll
and i thrive in the light of the negative
can’t f-ck with the rhymes that are positive
my one rule in this world is to never smile
so i keep my composure when i’m off my dial
and i keep coming closer till i’m within reach
then i pull the machete and i slaughter sheep
blood pools seep through on your daughters sheets
these sights to your eyes spell sure defeat
break down and weep
cos you f-cked with the c-nt that’s been up for weeks
and i wonder why these chicks don’t f-ck with me
because the love of another’s what i truly seek
it’s what i truly need

[chorus:]
do you love me, or do you love the cash
cos i contemplate doing something brash
this paranoid state tells me to attack
so my lover’s on the phone tryna ring the jacks
if she catches feelings then i’ll cut her off
and if she’s in my dealings then i’ll f-ck her off
i’m on f-cking rocks i don’t need a chick
but still fall for the one covered in the slits

[verse 3:]
i hate myself
there’s so much sh-t that i hate to tell
cos my parents showed me love but i straight rebelled
and now i’m only concerned that the flake ain’t sell
cos the life that i live is a vacant h-ll
wake up in the morning just to blaze the l’s
and i can’t even get myself paid as well
remember days when i used to get laid as well
but at least with the bars i can straight excel
i can pay the ticks
i can’t save a b-tch, i can’t save my sh-t
so i might just get the tats on my fist
reading triple six, reading 328
remember days with that chick where i fornicate
but the love of another only causes pain
so i live the cliche of the snorting caine
till i fall in love and we’re back again

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