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letra de cold june - fukkit

[intro]
uh, yeah

[verse]
like a tight p-ssy, mad that i came quick
and it was a squeeze ’cause my fat d-ck don’t fit
i let the walls bust through while it soak, drip by drip
and keep a .38 up on the hip
pimps and thugs, i send love cliques with guns
pistols, slugs, and sell drugs, sit with none
we got, lots of time, and sh-t we could
we might as well so lets be gone, uh
poverty rampant, slums not abandoned
wage war, politicians come and demand it
feel soil, eyes dirty from sleepin’ in mud
i speak crud, man, i live in it, don’t budge
break and crumble i don’t, we live hard
i feel nothin’ but hard times, that’s just life
stick it and move, gotta get with the groove
only one rule in the jungle: that’s no rules
you runnin’ out of breath in the run of a cold june
sleepin’ with paranoia, f-ckin’ you so good
it keep coming back for a second
one time, i had to duck from shots during breakfast
this one time, a group of n-gg-s sn-tched on my necklace
i had to jump out the whip with a tool like mechanics
almost made the daily news, just made it home before 7
heard that they been robbin’ on the local 7-eleven
pray they never hit the corner block where my cousin livin’
drivin’ down the block, there’s more danger than speed limits and cross walks
when you cross the rocks, men will turn into armed guards
protectin’ the turf, berettas alert
they pop a p-ssy just for pressin’ his shirt
if you wanna talk to me, you need full permission
disclosure, no closure
they dyin’ like some dogs on the sofa
i need to say it once
love to tell you “i told ya”
you p-ssy n-gg-s never make it out when its over
i feel closed but closer looked life over
you feel chosen hope so be my soldier
give life, watch over sleep, that coma
and then die, receipts for me, my commas
i love that to spend, i claim my checks
you love death i guess and pay my rent
we raise taxes, sh-t, well suck my d-ck
i f-ck poor for breakfast, thats my sitch
i love franklin, grant, and washington
you don’t know my thing, i don’t know them

[chorus]
i f-ck you, f-ck them, f-ck all this here
i really wanna know how sh-t gon’ end this year
i spend more in debt, i take yours quick
who would of thought america would end like this?
i f-ck you, f-ck them, f-ck all this here
i really wanna know how sh-t gon’ end this year
i spend more in debt, i take yours quick
who would of thought america would end like this?

[outro]
i f-ck you, f-ck them, f-ck all this here
i really wanna know how sh-t gon’ end this year
f-kkit, p-ssy (f-kkit, p-ssy)

- fukkit

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