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letra de 7even pm - double lyrical

(jake mackson)
got the whole f-cking team with me
and we be running from the devil
now imma guess it’s just the weed in me
but there’s nothing that can get me down
i see shadows of darkness
a reflection of pain
i’m slowly getting heartless
and only p-ssion remains

because love fades always for f-ck sake
and comes back after popping 8 bottles straight
stop – wait
drunk words are sober thoughts
i put my shades on, walking through the mall boy
wanna be an idol
tell me why y’all still got the same old barz recycled
my goal; turn the sidewalk into a fast lane
f-ck a movement, dl became a campaign
n-sane. what’s up insane boy insanity
and i don’t stay on academy or wait for a salary
i pray for my enemies, it ain’t to late to get in peace
back it up, let me preach…
you will never find as long as you never seek
let it be. let it be. let it be
crazy how we stay on these melodies
step in these shoes and show me how you’ve been stacking cheese
but after all i found out that money never pleases
so now i’m back on these second needs like bags of trees

asking jesus, where the peace is. i’m still searching
tryna find me a way out of this jungle
don’t fade out and burn slow
always stay down to earth though
cuz i be writing for the sake of my freedom
they already got an opinion. i just make em believe it
and i’m not busy with dollars, i’m only making agreements
hate it or love it. f-ck it i make it or be it
and homie spark up and puff it. stop it i’m praying for reasons
and i was aiming to lead us before the fame and features
oh man, we got it, i lock it. ‘sup with hatred they feed us?
hoping we make it to vegas. saying my prayers to jesus like

wish it was the same but it’ll never be
first no love, now you wanna wake up next to me
oh man, it has always been the same story
it feels like everybody’s only trying to make money

(insanity)
darkness, heartless, mind is gone, all remains is a carc-ss
targets, sharpness, blind, dawn, all the pain is regardless
hate it, they guard us, satan is watching over me
smart, but i make another sober me
put on a mask so the f-cker doesn’t notice me
dark, never gave a f-ck for no degree
so you see it’s over, see i go overseas
got no disease but sick as hell, i sip a twelve pack, its still a living hell
totally, it’s globally, but no one sees the sick intel
poetry, me vocally, but provoke me, my d-ck as well
and hrrrr, make a 9 go prrrr, semi-automatic, make you ice cold, brrrr
then ignite the flame and light the game
take a look inside my brain, write the same as i when hate
is driving me to vital pain, am i okay?
i might have ate a couple rappers, i’m insane
well, that’s the definition of me
love hate but i don’t want these b-tches on me
for f-ck sake, yo can’t i have a bit of loneliness
in this sinister single life it’s bit of phony
homie, you don’t know me, i don’t know you, kinda cold here
or like i told you one minute ago you’ll catch a cold here
you f-ckers better run if you do decide to walk here
and better get a gun if you do decide to talk here
hrrrr, make a 9 go prrrr, semi-automatic, make you ice cold, brrrr

- double lyrical

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