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letra de suicide doors - jd cliffe, carns hill & scorcher

[intro]
oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, yeah
yeah-yeah-yeah
srb separation confirmed
coming up on, uh, staging the burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes, five seconds
production

[chorus: jd cliffe]
suicide doors for the livin’ (for the livin’)
2-2 f-ck said she fallin’ in love
i think i just reached my limit
come back with us, don’t be a stick in the mud
i think one more shot just did it (just did it)
it just did it (it just did it)
i think one more shot just did it (just did it)
i think one more shot, don’t be a stick in the mud
ayy, yo

[verse 1: jd cliffe]
one more shot just did it
i got girls from [?] go down to greenwich (get that)
pick up the mic and sh-ll it, tell a mic man what pen is (get that, get that)
f-ck all the likes and trendin’, them man there are pretenders (get that, get that)
i got a ting called shirley, but not the one from eastenders
i’ve been up since early, puttin’ waste man up in blenders
black fresh ting when i french kiss
so many opps, can’t tell what a friend is (get that, get that)
get that pack and send it, labels, know i got leverage
no id on the entrance, backroads for the adventures
[?] ting, i’m tempted
[chorus: jd cliffe & scorcher]
suicide doors for the livin’ (for the livin’)
2-2 f-ck said she fallin’ in love
i think i just reached my limit
come back with us, don’t be a stick in the mud
i think one more shot just did it (just did it)
it just did it (it just did it)
i think one more shot just did it (just did it)
i think one more shot, don’t be a stick in the mud
yeah man
ayy, ayy ayy

[verse 2: scorcher]
i only f-ck with the realest
them man are dweebs, and none of them man [?]
that’s why the [?] don’t feel us, [?] have feelings
been prayin’ these p-ssyholes team up ’til they bout me and get beat up
prayin’ my ting is all [?]
chattin’ ’bout north, didn’t sneak cuz’
chattin’ ’bout scorch, man are g’d up
sn-tch that award, don’t rap like a g*nius
they enter what man’ll deal with [?]
and i ain’t on chattings, that’s real sh-t
the man that are splashin’ the peelin’
but none of my mandem are squealing
couldn’t ever be man i’m might seen with
couldn’t ever be man i might speak with
go jail and don’t pattern no street sh-t
get sent on feet, man, them man are some idiots
you man aren’t badders, it’s no secret
[chorus: jd cliffe]
suicide doors for the livin’ (for the livin’)
2-2 f-ck said she fallin’ in love
i think i just reached my limit
come back with us, don’t be a stick in the mud
i think one more shot just did it (just did it)
it just did it (it just did it)
i think one more shot just did it (just did it)
i think one more shot, don’t be a stick in the mud

- jd cliffe carns hill scorcher

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