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letra de sunday(prod. cecil)-single - jonah y.

[verse 1:jonah y.]
prophets pray for a purpose beyond a sunday/
someday they might remember the right ways/
light waves coming from our say so/
we need warmth but now a days its too d-mn cold and/
now a days we got d-mned souls(d-mn)/
are we going to h-ll-/
i know i’m going to help. but how i’m s’posed ta?/
ain’t a certified soldier, more a long the lines of gods chosen stoner/
nah but on the real i’m a golden hero,/
heart colder than below the zero /
we jump from the balcony, grapple onto scaffoldings /
make me your base, or your rainy day groundings/
moon roof to hocking loogies from off the moon soon/
i’m hoping, i pray i make it ‘fore i go loony/
but sanity is lonely/
saw mine on the block smoking up with the homie/
saw mine with a nine to its mind crashing its dome piece/

[chorus:jonah y.]

everybody needs some extra time, no one is divine/
whatcha gonna do if you never try/
if it won’t go your way/
/would you ask god for another sunday?/
someday?

everybody needs some time this diamond is gonna shine/
writing till my fires brighter than the light in the sky/
i’ma do it my way and i could take down god on a sunday./ someday/

[verse 2: jonah y.]
match up, match sticks, hotter than, the river styx/
full bowl, one hit, make this kid, vibe a bit/
what with? the infinite, my style could f-cking finish it/
drive, adrenaline, p-ssion, mine will never be diminishing/
that’s my f-ckin mission man, never gonna lose,/
while your curfew cursed you i was on my verse two/
work all night,no sleep, all day, no eat/
no rain all sleet, let my hail impale/
i hope your ready cus i’m breaking the seal/ check the tails of the blood summon, let me become something/
more powerful, that scouter is full of cracks now/
your fault line was cracked ground while mine was white powder/
cocaine hits my brain like cobaine’s bullet/
only difference is the person who did f-cking pull it/
we both did it slowly see i know we really shouldn’t/
cus death ain’t the answer when you’re living like a tourist/

[chorus: jonah y.]

everybody needs some extra time, no one is divine/
whatcha gonna do if you never try/
if it won’t go your way/
/would you ask god for another sunday?/
someday?

everybody needs some time this diamonds gonna shine/
writing till my fires brighter than the light in the sky/
i’ma do it my way and i could take down god on a sunday./ someday/

- jonah y

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