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letra de pillz - kevin kaoz

pillz

intro:
one pill makes you larger
one pill makes you small
and the ones that mother gives you
they don’t do anything, anything at all

(bridge)

at the end of the day/
my heart hurts it’s the curse of being g-y
you can’t believe a word that they say/
and they only can relate to you in one or 3 ways
get your mind right for the stage/
you the lead man, see stand, be brave
dancing where the area is grey/
bathroom cabinet is my area to pray

(verse 1)

i’m so hip to the game
pop me in the leg and i’ll limp through the pain
faint screams, mistakes can make dreams
take things either way to the extremes
comprehending me trending a binge ident-ty
sick as sin the trauma sticks to your memories
in the corners of your mind theres a centipede
eating good intentions and p-ssing out what was meant to be

(hook)

screaming out loud seems appropriate
my dreams smell loud filled with opiates
see nothing but the stars when we scoping it
build and destroy just to see what “broken” is
no novelty, poverty be provoking sh-t
revoking the notions that we be soaking in
can’t trust anyone time for hope and then
we do it all over again (start with the end and)

(chorus)
i’ve got swag, i’ve got bravery
i got pills but these hoes can’t save me
(repeat 4 x)

(bridge 2)

everybody’s on a “come up” fast
lying on their p-n-s getting shots in the -ss
every little queen’s goal is being “bad”
with an ebt card and air mattress for a pad
every keystroke is a disconnection
we’re only worth 160 characters or less than
loving your life and time in a substance
one problem can turn into one dozen but

(verse 2)

i’ve got swag, i’ve got bravery
i got pills but these hoes can’t save me
situation thicken ain’t it getting kinda crazy?
feeling like a baby swept away by the euphrates
hey these, cl-ssist, -ssh0l- fascists
roll their eyes at me then appropriate my blackness
down play my plight and my p-ssion
only see a n— for his d-ck and his fashion
it’s in your jeans sand blast ‘em
acid washing tossing foot to -ss then
hoof the habits, woof yea it’s tragic
do it for gratis voila magic!!! let ‘em have it
surprise i reprise my roll as the brightest
when i sober up i’m shining like midas
round in circles annoying and disappointing
olive oil anointed and finger pointing

(hook)

(chorus)

i’ve got swag, i’ve got bravery
i got pills but these hoes can’t save me
(repeat 4 x)

(outro)

one pill makes you larger
one pill makes you small
and the ones that mother gives you
they don’t do anything, anything at all

- kevin kaoz

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