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letra de ​bodies/no gun - ego mackey

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[chorus]
i’m from the city fenty came from
caught bodies, baby, no gun
no safety on the 45 no safety in the slum
police beat me in montreal thought i was done
but i stayed down another year i never run
became untouchable, unlovable, servin’ drugs
feds it all jus music get clapped with a drum
my lil bro caught his 3rd thats 30k in cash sums
we stay up servin never see the sun
and none my junkies ever feel done
[verse 1]
you talk that talk did it all but made it back
talk the talk but you scared to trap
check our spots, got scales, fiend and gats
packs of crack and fent in saran wrap
take one dose and you fall off the map
knock off your cap, with one snap
when it come to action we know you ain’t bout that
lay you out on concrete with the dirt and scr-ps
let your blood pour down all the cracks
so so sick, still on synthetic dope sh-t
didn’t even really know it could get like this

[bridge]
so sick, so sick, so sick, dumb sh-t, so sick, so sick
you ain’t really about this
so sick, so sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
you ain’t ’bout this

[verse 2]
i did this sh-t half asleep
come down when another high peaks
it never ends, it jus repeats
out servin’, rain fallin’ in the street
don’t even remember how to be
me without all these evil needs
[chorus]
i’m from the city fenty came from
caught bodies, baby, no gun
no safety on the 45 no safety in the slum
police beat me in montreal thought i was done
but i stayed down another year i never run
became untouchable, unlovable, servin’ drugs
feds it all jus music get clapped with a drum
my lil bro caught his 3rd thats 30k in cash sums
we stay up servin never see the sun
and none my junkies ever feel done

[outro]
i’m from the city, from the city fenty came from
i caught bodies, baby, yeah, with no gun
with no gun
so sick, yeah, so sick, yeah, so sick, yeah, so sick

- ego mackey

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