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letra de coke fiend - grotesque

[verse 1]
i know it’s been a minute since i dropped a new track
but ain’t sh-t changed, homie, here’s a news flash
i’d still f-ck nova rockafeller’s smooth -ss
and i still think shizzy sixx is a douche bag
what? you ’bout to hate on me for speakin’ my mind
for writing down the way that i feel to finish it off completing the rhyme
nothing’s what i’m leaving behind, meaning it’s time
they let me off my leash while i’m beastin’ a rhyme, reaching my prime
back down you don’t wanna go against tainted air
if only you knew all the pain i was dealt and the way that i felt when i was made aware
and to this day it was buried away, i don’t even know why they would take me there
they sure as h-ll thought they could make me scared crushed every dream and daily prayer
why? why they gotta tear me down today
why? why i drink on jack to drown away
why? why i sip on liqour down the drain
found a way to douse the pain, f-ck anybody who doubts my name

[hook]
cause i’m so dope that you’d think i was a c0ke fiend
poppin’ oxycontins, drop ’em down with codeine
i’m so dope that you think i was a c0ke fiend
mixing oxy with codeine like it was protein
i’m so dope, that you think i was a c0ke fiend
poppin’ oxycontins, drop ’em down with codeine
so dope that you’d think i was a c0ke fiend
mixing oxy with codeine like it was protein

[verse 2]
i never set my goals high where the days go with no pain
so how would i take a break and then come back showin’ no gain?
but every song is cocaine, lit matches and propane
oh hey, speakin’ of which my fire is my flow game
what the f-ck, why was i placed here?
probably so i could face fear, thinkin’ that my fates near
so i could get ready to feast but yet my plates clear
erased years from my life chasin’ faint cheers
oh wow, everybody really thinks that i sold my soul now
between the shows and videos they think that i hold the gold crown
so proud, rippin’ a flow so easy show the whole crowd
raise my voice, gotta go so hard now i’m flowing so loud
what the f-ck, rap is such a joke now
bragging about the hoes when half you rappers probably go down
f-ck every local artist claimin’ chicago is yo town
got a problem with me call me out and we can throw down

[verse 3]
a yo lately i’ll admit that i been slippin’ out
sippin’ out the bottle contemplatin’ on a different rout
wish that i fixed the sh-t that i did so my girl didn’t have to sniff it out
wish that it didn’t count, live with doubt, always trip and shout
24 and i’m still living in the bas-m-nt
all my years of patience with music, it feels i wasted
sick of makin’ payments the bottom feels adjacent
sick of chasin’ dreams and i never feel complacent
tell me what you say to a man who doesn’t give a sh-t
nope, not a little bit, oh, i’m so ignorant
tell me something that i don’t know stupid
i was in a decent mood but now it’s “oh so ruined”
now i catch myself hoping for the days end
scrounging money all around me just to pay rent
here’s a penny for my thoughts, if you could take cents
i doubt myself and it doesn’t even make sense

- grotesque

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