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letra de prisoner of the mind (x09431429) - goodfella

[intro: (moor) & goodfella]
c.o. – welcome home, inmate
you ladies play nice now
(top bunks mine, what’s your name?)
what’s in a name, man?
i’m just another spic police rather see locked up than free on the streets where i’m just 09431429 in here
(where the fuck did you go wrong?)

[hook]
how did i get so far gone?
where do i belong
and where in the world did i ever go wrong?
(i’m more than just a name, i’m more than just a number)
how did i get so far gone?
where do i belong
and where in the world did i ever go wrong?
(i’m more than just a name, i’m more than just a number)

[verse i: viviani]
so where did i go wrong?
my princ-p-l it started back when
“the one language he spoke
was spanish with a southern accent
the hated step-son, b-st-rd
his mom’ll tell you, no lie, it was the ‘hell yeah he replied
when his boy held the lye to p-ss it’
the hopeless addict fucked up by showing people p-ssion
when he told fucks to go nuts when his alias was magic”
since, rid of some friends and alienated wack shit
made an a1 track list so you could jam in traffic
did i go wrong when i left home?
tired of getting my -ss whipped
and fuck a broom a frying pan across the room on average
the summer nights i spent on nikes
trying to fix the aglets
eying dimes, grinding tight grabbing the fattest -sses
graduated high school; elevated iq
my momma proud, i say “how?”
this shit cultivated blind fools!
“17 en argentina, hijo, you’d be dead now”
ma, that’s tennsixx, 7teens heard a nina growl

‘0-9-4-3, four-teen twenty-nine’
just a prisoner of the mind

[hook]
how did i get so far gone?
where do i belong?
and where in the world did i ever go wrong?
(i’m more than just a name, i’m more than just a number)
how did i get so far gone?
where do i belong
where in the world did i ever go wrong?
(just a number? i wonder what keeps you from going under)

[interlude: goodfella & (moor)]
viviani – hunger!
my momma’s tears if disappear
without telling her i love her!
an appetite for destruction
better believe i’m here excel
like the mirrors in cells
bars ain’t a fucking problem

moor – oh you a rapper? when that mixtape coming out?

viviani – i’m not a fucking rapper, i’m franco, yo
mr. international, rationally irrational
i don’t rap, son, this shit just comes natural
writing mad tracks for fun like picking up a godd-mn bicycle
but everybody hyped because
that’s what a fucking title does
y’all deaf, i ain’t a fucking rapper!

[verse 2]
(are you blind?)
or would you believe my mind’s on a grind for gold and for diamonds
eying through the scope any god or slime for the breitlings
my soul’s alive, on fire, not my prime but i’m timeless (moor)
my life’s all plus, for the minus the purp in my blood get me high as shit
i’m kobe’s od mixed with k.d.o.t
g.k.m.c. and psilocybin
or the uzi introduced to the loose leaf
by olu’s seed into riker’s island, wilding
sip gin and juice with my trues tennsixx feel m-sseuse
by the look of medusa;
school your medulla, don’t let her fool ya!
she may need your kama, she fiend for my sutra
get mauled fucking with the big dogs, stupid little student
you really going to deal blows with an arrogant buddhist?
you’re going to get hauled through a strip mall
from the pubes on your mellisuga egg b-lls
get stomped by my tims beaten toothless
you induced a sick, vindictive judas!
welcome to miami, welcome to the jungle
that sweat drip that blood shed
my heart feels like bongos, my tongue feels like rambo
it’s going k!ll for lambos
till my chain gold, till my chain go
to my ankles! nah, fuck that!
greenhouse for my dank smoke!
all i want is the fans to chant slow, franco!

(i’m more than just a name i’m more than just a number

[outro goodfella & (moor)]
viviani, call me viviani if you want, and i apologize if i lashed out on you, what’s your name by the way?
(moor)
alright moor, a couple thing on my chest i had to get out

c.o

- goodfella

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