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letra de undercover (lover) - heron jackson

(intro)
it’s just funny, whatever if its in it its in it who really gives a f-ck!
seiz is eating a bag of chips like… two feet away from me
this take was supposed to be melodies but i got lost

verse 1: jason charm

im an undercover lover
stay for the night
late visit like
wait for the rise
fade from your life
make them decide
8 different types til i find a queen
lie to them like she lied to me
climb to rise and teach
til i find a peak
as i smoke and write
roller coaster coast and rolling blunts until im shown the light
gold overbite
silver tongue and broken light
only got the keys to afford a kite
suga free flow on the boarder lines
off the top when the sh-ts a ch0r- to write
im not real more of a prototype
chose to fight
choose your weapon? nai palm a strike
dead but i’ve got a life
said that i’m not her type
head was enough to fight
bare n-ggas off her i
must be losing my sh-t
maybe i’m losing senses while missing you in the midst
a needle full of heart ache and a spoonful of grits
walking up to your house thinking “don’t do this again”
the lies are always all smiles and
the truth is a b-tch
the battle mugen was in
or devilman give my all but i lose in the end

uh, i lose in the end
uh, i lose in the end
uh, i lose in the end
uh, i lose (i lose)

verse 2: brandon moon

i lose in the end
loosen my ends
live in fantasy but choose to pretend
a distant laugh as she just screws with my head
she knew i’d commit
already suckered some in on the low
told them shut it she ain’t want no one to know
undercover sh-t
from the jump already knew how this was gonna end
always had a soft spot for thoughts that tried to muscle in
momma said that i get carried away like gusts of wind
f-ck it then i guess i’m just gluttonous for punishment
and busting quick
freeze off the top
keep polished
pour with ease on the rocks
please mark the spot
or exit cause he’s awful lost
lease on the yacht
we make waves come jet ski on the pond
pree all you want
seiz brought the drums
preez on the chops
free ambience
free all my dawgs
we on the job
and so is she
string and needles for the broken hearts so she can sew its seams
eyes always white ain’t no emotion leak
walking in i knew where this road would lead
so no pity when you see a n-gga wander hopelessly
jheeze

(outro)

exactly, exactly
kind of, but not really

- heron jackson

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