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letra de bastard - johnny (from the burbs)

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(chorus)

smoke them others like backwoods
on my back, like “what’s good?”
good god, i got the golden touch
but not too much
who got time for this sh-t?
that’s the tick tock rollin’
my homies coming over
couple rich, we growin’

smoke them others like backwoods
on my back, like “what’s good?”
good god, i got the golden touch
but not too much
who got time for this sh-t?
that’s the tick tock rollin’
my homies coming over
couple rich, we growin’

(verse one)

recognise the enterprise
pretty lights up in the sky
shiny thought up in ya brain
’till a f-cker go insane
tell ’em others run away
tell ’em others not today
i be runnin’ out the flames
on superhero sh-t
i smash ya t–th in
“the dentist” is what they call me
i’m never feelin’ lonely
when i got my homies
i’m never feelin’ lonely
when i got my homies

i got a lotta problems
i know i cannot solve em
i gotta work on sundays
i ain’t afraid of nothing
except the things i fear
like the things i hear
heard i’ve been wastin’ time
like i got all the time
to not be workin’
buildin’ up my motherf-ckin life
and don’t you think its strange
how you can see the rust
corrode your dreams to ashes
fill ya mouth with f-cking dust
i got a 9 to 5
i do not feel alive

(bridge)

i’ll move to hollywood
i’m yellin’ “f-ck is good?”
i am my own d-mn boss
i’m feelin’ so d-mn lost
these are my songs in sermon
this is to all the vermin
i struggle every day
for even one play

i thank my boys for that
i thank my lord for the that
i didn’t peak in high school
i wasn’t weak in high school
those were the early years
i never fought the tears
but now i’m bouncin’ back
i’m on some other sh-t

(pre chorus)

i’m a b-st-rd, words from my daddy
i’m a b-st-rd, i’m a b-st-rd

(johnny from the burbs and tom elliott)

i’m a b-st-rd, words from my daddy
i’m a b-st-rd, i’m a b-st-rd

(chorus)

(johnny from the burbs)

smoke them others like backwoods
on my back, like “what’s good?”
good god, i got the golden touch
but not too much
who got time for this sh-t?
that’s the tick tock rollin’
my homies coming over
couple rich, we growin’

(verse two)

my parents want nothin’
but to see me at my best
they worried ’bout the rest
but i’ll be movin’ west
my parents always fightin’
put it in writin’
how you can see the sh-t
hit the fan
when ya livin’ with no plan
when ya livin’ with no dreams
when ya livin’ with no hopes
all you wanna do is scream

i’m a b-st-rd
words from my daddy
heard you comin’ at me
heard you flyin’ fast
gonna blast through
level two
i’m on that dijon mustard
seed i’ve mustered
grown through i bleed
for the things i’ve seen
for the things i know
this ain’t no
blood in the snow
running red like the river
of doubt its all about
plantin’ seeds in the ground
and let em all sprout
turn your weakness into realness
forget what’s all about
turn your head to tomorrow and
hope you don’t drown

- johnny from the burbs

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