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letra de standing in a puddle - jo dash

standing in a puddle
trying to form reb-ttal, already in trouble
street lights been came on got to hustle
trying to be subtle when i open that (front door)
mama just bought these shoes now they busted
‘bout to get my lip busted and cussed at
patches all over my clothes with the holes
don’t even feel like home when i’m home
but we grew accustomed to the black home custom
all these accusations ain’t none of them valid
cereal for breakfast, lunch and dinner
can’t afford the salad and the meat so i was thinner
than the thick b-tches i was trying to get with
threw out all distractions now i’m trying to get rich
so d-mn typical, of you lil n-gg-s
all you wanna rap and buy a house a lil bigger
standing in a puddle, socks all wet
i just want respect, cut the locks off my neck
braids off my head and somehow i’m not dead yet
now i’m kind of puzzled trying to find where i fit in
standing in a puddle at the end of a dead end
never got allowance, now it’s broke if i allow it
hope it’s not quite impossible as it might seem
used to twist pipe cleaners now i’m chasing pipe dreams

dancing in a puddle
do it on the double, ain’t no time for kiss and cuddle
ran the no huddle, ain’t no time for a discussion
if i use my tongue then she d-mn sure leave a puddle
when she suck my d-ck then i better see some bubbles
if i don’t hear it, your -ss in trouble
right back at it after laying for a couple
do my own stunts ain’t no need for a double
‘til she started biting then we might just need a muzzle
hit it like a dog, now the windows got the fog
head so good make a n-gg- turn crossed eyed
head so good that a n-gg- just lost sight
l-st or love, she love to be hogtied
made my jaw drop when i saw that her jaw wide
head so good make a n-gg- turn crossed eyed
head so good that a n-gg- just lost sight

drowning in a puddle
of my own blood mixed in with the mud
and the spilled liquor, should’ve used a funnel
it ain’t even fun living here in the jungle
never stop raining, must be on kamino
if u catch me smiling then it must be alter-ego
kind of feel like, harriet tubman
the way i chase the light at the end of the tunnel

standing in a puddle
punching brick walls ‘til i’m buried under rubble
staring at a puddle
trying to get my hustle on but it ain’t enough
standing in a puddle
trying to chase the light at the end of the tunnel
staring in a puddle
punching brick walls ‘til i’m buried under rubble

standing in a puddle
need a kiss and cuddle and or couple hits of …
if everything’s good then why the long faces
looking for healing in all the wrong places
trapped in a vacuum of sp-ce complacent
looking for healing in all the wrong place-
if everything’s good then why the long faces
looking for healing in all the wrong places

- jo dash

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