letra de bury what - joe james
[intro]
and you’ll be a man for yourself, joe
joe, you had a dream
so i had a dream? we can bury the dream
[verse]
went from sleepin’ on them sofas to where man was homeless
and black revolvers, no apple watch could track the progress
from sn-tchin’ phones to buildin’ phones, it’s been the maddest process
it’s been years since the move, they still didn’t catch the culprits
had to sweep and hit the streets until the stacks egregious
the bars are feces and they study, but they can’t deceive us
we grew mischievous, they have no peeps or -rs- to feed us
this is huey, this is bobby sewell with spires of freedom
the sun’s misleadin’, i’m more partial to a darker season
can’t mask the pain until it festers, you can’t mask the demon
and you’ve been under so long that now you hardly breathin’
and my heart is beatin’
if god ain’t want us eatin’ fruit, why weren’t he guardin’ eden?
eat the apple and ask the reason, n-ggas is cappin’, i can’t believe ’em
when you a real one, it ain’t hard to see them
he lacked the decency to seek the meanin’
i’m still that hungry yute from the sewers
there wasn’t ever room for excuses
when you had them rollies for a minute, you ain’t moved by the movement
let ’em self-ruin, i just do what i’m doin’
all-black rick owens, i’m just doomin’ and gloomin’
and god made you crew, he added an extra spoon for the stupid
my cufflinks british, but the suits european
they say a lot of sh-t that ain’t the same when i see ’em
i put it on my granny that they ain’t on what we on
she said i’m a c-nt, i said it takes one to know one
roger moore, i got the gold gun
on your river like a mora, get your boat sunk
couldn’t go out like no punk, so we sold punk
i ain’t lookin’ for a sliver, i need the whole chunk
n-ggas ain’t nothin’ but conspiracies and it’s been debunked
man still tryna catch thieves when they fall, i’m here for the whole tree trunk
mclaren so low you gotta crawl over the speed bump
it’s been a peak month
i ain’t make as much as i make last month, i ain’t gonna sleep once
different cloth to these cheap chumps, chanel boots with the suede tongue
[outro]
two c’s on it, i’m from the seaside
man, i’ve been on the seaside from knee-high, you know
yeah, two c’s on it, man
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