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letra de beach chair - frank flo

[intro]

yah some r-a goin’ on right now
you can’t stand on your feets?
thats some lie
listen

[verse 1]

why would you fight for a house that you own
you can live or die get your son on the throne
8 years same chair living like a don
democracy justice not running in your bone
wake up feelin’ stoned watched my watcher
oh i don’t have one my friend like gotcha
went back yesterday all this war ran thru
had to thumbs up make the boys run the crew
even they had to lie but we still got his true
hazy day without sun still living proof
living proof?
since peace got nerfed
lifting all this kilograms like you giving birth
i got some cats interrupting my turf
they coming straight , and i swerve
i’m in the land of the k!llers and they still curve
i need to drive luxury cars so i learn
all this so-called f-xxing respect that they earn
so i come back to my city take a turn
but these m’s and r’s be like yah they gotta burn
they gotta burn?
you better watch around , and give a listen
making sure i’m the decent and you the reason
all these people masked up and they not breathing
if you not coming in , we keep getting same treason

[hook]

i make some jokes , we laugh keep pretending
we the men of the year , but the truth bleeding
its funny how i write , but i’m still looking for my rights
i don’t know if i write for my rights
but you need to get it right that i’m right
x2

[verse 2]

im in the next section , started from the bottom
i don’t know going to the court solve or still making mo’ problem
my uncle got locked up mama still got him
he had this sh-t mo’ money mo’ problem
and i was confused there was no money
and still mo’ problem
its the type of people that i seen everyday
if you know the rule of the game play
may , i slay
someday
my rap gets paid
3 months tears shed on the page
my poetry got locked in the cage
black forest vs the god and they rage
they need to move on to the next stage
a bottle in the ocean beefing with your age
a fire storm in the midnight does it rage?
can’t get you right to the point if i’m not either for 20 age
so brother let’s have a stand for our rights
a plant that grows naturally
words doesn’t have rights
to describe it all in a criminal night
walking down the street with no light
willing to go to h-ll cause they closed paradise
got a packet full of sunshine my brothers getting chedda
we doing big and going bigger
before you pull the trigger
just figure
why we started all , pour out a little of liquor
our thoughts , money make a world go around
but bored getting collapse stunning about
major seeds that remain wasted
the rose by the bees already got tasted

- frank flo

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