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letra de eggshells - fwaid mc

intro:
yeah, young n-gg- on some molly shiet mern
let’s get it 2k19, n-gg-

verse 1:
snakes, slither and hiss
you step on them and they bite
you cannot see them yet you ain’t no blind
you’re in your bed and they climb
kissing you they wanna ride
nyoka shetani and don’t ask me why
am having nightmares, drowning so close to the lighthouse
5 os invaded our traphouse, am having troubles, i cannot find me
dream been a farmer, sh-t is a trauma
skull and some bones in my shamba
hannibal k!lling the homies for nyama, cannibal city uh yeah man
ive gotta shovel am digging my grave, lilith allover my dreams
holding a vine with a couple of beautiful grapes, she kissing my neck

hook:
(am in the valley of death, all i can see ni mabones
i think i woke up in h-ll, i lost my heavenly goals, drop in the fire like wuuh)x2

verse 2:
n-gg- am on molly and sh-t, full as a b yet i can’t take a sh-t
intoxicated i can’t feel a beat
am on some pills i cannot feel myself, i want some peace so am locking myself
locking myself in the loo i cannot feel my face, ain’t giving f-cks what i do is my sh-t
having a bae by my side ain’t my share
scared of me walking on eggsh-lls, i see myself and am getting the tension, tried k!ll myself about ten times
throat in a pain ain’t no day i be happy
am so depressed i can now feel the heartbeat, yeah it’s so fast like a verse by the rapgod
i’ve got this feeling i failed as a rapper, i’ve got this feeling i failed as a lover, i’ve got this feeling should f with a rubber
my life a movie and that sh-t a drama, couple of weeks mazee me sjalala
am looking back and nkacheki me hudinya mafala

hook:

verse 3:
ain’t telling tales this ain’t no literature, my life down no one to pick it up
hail mary pray for me bikira, n-gg- is a sinner and my sh-t so sinister
hurting the people me love am a genie son, acting a fool all the time am a jinga type
me and my n-gg-s we party on jan, like it’s a christmas we ringing the jingle bells
i gat the keys n-gg- and, i gat like half a kilo pills, f all those smoking the trees
we ain’t jamaican men please, n-gg-s is calling me f-ggot coz i don’t wear kama kesho ya reggae
yeah me ni yo me ni trapper, i gat the b** sidinnyi marasa, ain’t gat no friends i’ve got brothers
popping the pills and i f all my problems

hook

- fwaid mc

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