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letra de broken dreams - feeljuan

hook: (g-kid and cage dc)

it’s a remedy of a thousand broken dreams
empty streets that are full of broken teens
they say you ain’t going nowhere coming from eb
but then they heard of christ c, g-kid and dc
it’s a remedy of a thousand broken dreams
a bunch of kids on the corner smoking weed
insanity is the gas that’s choking me
if you ask god, i’m not the man i’m supposed to be

verse: (cage dc)

when i come to life’s end i guess i’ll walk by myself
so why do i need friends when i can talk to myself
i talk on these beats, get impostors expelled
man, i could talk like a priest while walking through h-ll
walk through the smell cus the weed market dwells
i leave all the stems and make a tree grow instead
blown out my head bro, i’m only smoking high-grade
people on my thread give a m-th-f-cka migrane
stop calling, you people say you balling
but a baller don’t jack peoples wallets
you broke, and i don’t mean it as a joke
so when i’ve choked all my foes i’ll be flown coast to coast
holy smokes, well speaking of it, you better p-ss one
i gotta buy a pack and roll the hash up with mazlum
cage dc & g-kid, feeljuan’s what we is
left your keys on the seat? beep beep, it’s eb b-tch

hook: (g-kid and cage dc)

verse : (g-kid)

late nights and twisted thoughts in my head
drink a couple beers so i can see the red thread
dozing off into an astral projection in my bed
it turns into a nightmare, then i wake up in the cold sweat
everyday’s a struggle of a million fears
painted by a past of a billion tears
an imbalanced individual in a police car
a criminal mind with emotional scars
feel like f-ck the world so i get drunk to get off
until i reach the point when i don’t give a f-ck at all
don’t know if i’m insane, tryna maintain to not go cray
but i’m afraid mistakes was made, (so f-ck y’all!)
people told me, you ain’t going nowhere
cus they scared of a m-th-f-cka growing, i swear
look down on us, but they unaware
that so much can grow, out of nothing right here

hook: (g-kid and cage dc)

verse: (cage dc)

those who p-ssed on me, be last to see
i’mma have a masterpiece, big as the atlantic sea
you say that you a fan, but a man has yet to stack the g’s
my demons be attacking through a chica with anatomy
and that’s the baddest sh-t
so i maintain to blaze strains to stay sane
you want cage to stay safe? then straight pay
for a show, i don’t know why the game’s lame…
maybe cus these rappers can’t even spit a great eight
so while my butler be, stabbing me with cutlery
i can’t give a f-ck ’bout these, rappers who don’t f-ck with me
i guess you stuck with the, guy named lil cagey
in my bead there’s redbone, in my headphones; shady
and she be nagging me like; when you coming home, baby?
maybe i do, maybe i don’t, i’m in the stu
getting this work done, so i can let the world know
sweden got the rap talent everybody search for

hook: (g-kid and cage dc)

- feeljuan

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