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letra de when you're alone - jay myke

[verse 1: jay myke]
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yo, shout out to bradley layne
i’ve been smokin’ different strains, lookin’ for my lois lane
and since i have been growin’, i’ve been feelin’ growin’ pains
yo, my flow is colder than the steel against your throat
i’m a stoner with composure, gettin’ wasted like my vote
never sober ’til life’s over so i give these teens some hope
words are bolder than cold shoulders, so i give these fiends some dope
i made music for the f-ck of it, then made the choice to run with it
wrote this with my p-ssion, me and komato$e be trappin’
in my he-rs- i will be laughin’, now it’s happenin’ to you
now these burns are f-ckin’ hurtin’ and i’m hagglin’ with goons
and demons i hear screamin’, i feel like i’m f-ckin’ doomed
it turns out the bible’s true
yo, for years my soul’s been burnin’
but i wasn’t even learnin’, pockets hurtin’, but dispersin’
knowledge? f-ck your college, i don’t need no university
i’m trappin’ for eternity
i’ll probably never make it, ’cause the game’s too saturated
in the words of my dude mace
agile mind up in your face
you call the cops, i catch a case
i feel so stuck inside this place
win or lose, i’m confused
so until the day i’m dyin’, i am floatin’ with my goons

[verse 2: komato$e]
i don’t believe in no bible, but
i do believe in the quick witted
wig splitted on the concrete
that red mist is just kisses
speaking to me softly
cup clear as night, we go zombie
i be in the ambience
you don’t know what i be on
the blessed living are few and far
between me and you, ain’t sh-t gonna start
’cause we been puttin’ up with more than we are
morgue in the yard, now it’s just distance
holding me back from seeing y’all
no practice spars, we dread living
it’s the head n-gga in charge
you don’t like the war? buy into ours
gang sh-t
we leavin’ your cranium sp-cious
i let my girl do what she like, so she gettin’ invasive
face it, you basic
i’m a complex nation
different voices have different rankings
different bodies sleep on different pavement
different substance every night
that is until i subside
ridin’ by with ride or dies
a basic mission’s suicide
just because of the mindset that we portray
owe a dollar, make a dollar, that’s the cycle of the day
ruin me, my ruca
i pull for you perfect tulips
red, then purple for your highness
orange stains my mind, you’re lovely
and you’re lively, let me know you
the single pink in my garden, gave me a gold view
this vision’s perfect now

- jay myke

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