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letra de timeout - flexplicit

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i’m turning my lights out
cos’ i can’t take it, take it, take it
living this lifestyle (right guys)
and i can’t change it, change it, change it
living in my town
things get crazy crazy crazy
i need a timeout
i need a timeout

[verse 1: flexplicit]
i’m accompanied by the drums, the snare, i’m on trap
but my life is like a song, i wear with nuff hats
i’m addicted by the sun up there, oh that
when a mothers’ in a struggle a son should come fast
what happens when the strain and pain is all bad?
father never stayed, he’s away and falls back
and a conflict of the day
my brain was small fam
he’s probably in his grave, he knows all that
and my brother’s in the pen, again, no more pad
and he’s probably on his wing, no bird is small fam
something that can fly so high must fall back
you’ll eventually get your time, survive, it’s all past
man i keep on having dreams, it seems, more naps
but i keep on dabbling weed
so dreams just pause, ask
me about my seed and see my poor past
but i guess that’s part of me like teeth and tongue, hands
but when i hear the beat…

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verse 2: mic righteous
fuck it
turn the beat up, no turn the mic down
turn around so i can show them what i’m all about
no time to fool around, never heard of mic?
ima creep up from behind, turn their lights out
don’t believe the hype, be the first to find out
i’m out here tryna work, buy my girl a nice house
the wheels keep on turning, they burn the tyres out
it’s kinda like my life when it turns upside-down
i learn to live with pain, it hurts, i wind down
i’m the worst of my kind, i’m a curse so mind out
what’s the purpose of my life? when i die i’ll find out
i’m out here for the shine
so turn the lighthouse from birms to my town
i shut this shit down
so when i shut my eyes just write this shit down
from birms to my town, we shut this shit down
and this time, it’s lights out

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[verse 3: flexplicit]
oh god, i thank you for the brain that i’ve got
it never made a plane fly but it made me the one
ain’t never made a light-bulb but it’s making me dosh
it never made a rifle but it gave me a shot
life’s a b-tch, it was fit but her lips too much
so i quit, then i flip cos’ i miss too much
i’m a d-ck when i drink so i’m told
but i’ve grown, so i drink when i light
when my mind’s in the sky, i’m fly
when i write i pause time
like a photo of my grind, so life is all nice
like a photo of my child, i’m proud of your trust
but i focused on my style, forgot about your love
i’m sorry if the pain and strain was all bad
cos your father never stayed, went away, fall fast
but i’m not in my grave, i’m awake, i’m your dad
so when i hear your name i’m ashamed of your pap
so when i hear the beat…

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