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letra de open up - hazey haze

she wants to gobble on it
retch that sh-t
head bobble on it
go fetch that stick
she’s got me mollycoddled all with that s-xy sh-t
she’s got me mollycoddled all with that s-xy sh-t

now it’s open season
down the scope i’m breathing
focus, then i hold and squeeze it
copius of coke, i’m sneezing like
tony montana

so say goodnight to the bad guy
‘cos fat lines just flat lined him
his pastime was rap rhymes
but then crack crime bit his back hind
that boy is gully as f-ck
cover it up before the f-cker erupts
i wanna get blunted and run through the feens
some thing inside me is coming for me
knock knock knock, open up, it’s the monster
stop, drop, watch, open up with the encore
knock knock knock, open up, it’s the monster
stop, drop and watch, open up with the encore
knock knock knock, open up, it’s the monster
stop, drop and watch, open up…

i wanna blunted and run through the fields
but something inside me is coming for me
the fields of the field make me feel so free
oh i love the island field!

kids are f-cked from grams and ‘grams
lives are took in an ambulance
family and friends can’t handle these, handle these shenanigans
family like stiff f-cking mannequins
mad to grab the man that put the jab on him
thinking after that his emotions start unraveling
hearts departed, gone travelling
think about the box they left your carcass in
hoping that that f-cker is somewhere parked in sin
mother left shaking like it’s parkinson’s
why someone has taken her harmless kid?
now the truth
yeah its barging in and the smell is absolute f-cking garbage bin
but it’s harmless when everything in this world is considered as a pardoned sin
but when the sun drops, mothers’ sons drop all the gun shots, that’s where the fun stops
concrete jungle surrounded in water
where honesty crumbles and there’s sounds of disorder

in bed muting lead shooting heads grouping for this dead brutal behaviour
f-ck it man, where’s our crucial savoir?
f-ck it man, where’s our crucial savoir?
everyday i see sh-t, never say i see sh-t
every day its unique tricks makes us defeat bits
with not having a blessed thing to do
well to tell you the truth, me and my crew are sick of messing like fools
smoking and drinking at corners getting out of order
reminiscing that we slaughtered in the name of the father, amen
aw, let me say it again

she want to gobble on it
retch that sh-t
head bobble on it
yeah, she wanna fetch that stick

- hazey haze

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