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letra de call the paramedic - khid nando

hook:

call the paramedic because my life is in danger
call the psychiatrist, mental illness apparent
mama i am sorry for decisions that i’m making
my innocence was taken and things are getting stranger
they’re selling their souls, it’s all for entertainment
they’re selling shortcuts, the key is to have patience
poison in the bottle ‘toxicate population
obsession with attention in this f-cking generation
verse 1:

they roaming thе streets at night, looking for trouble and causing a ruckus
consumption of this substance, serotonin, an ovеrproduction
inhaling the nicotine, the burning ashes cause an addiction
i’m spitting nonfiction, over and over it is repetition
driving while under influence, dodging 12 on the verge of a ruin
the system is an illusion filling the earth with pollution
they cannot rectify, the situation is not improving
a fatal mistake sparking the flame of revolution
there’s so much hypocrisy washing the brains and causing confusion
i’m doing the research but still i cannot make a conclusion
stuck in an acid trip locked inside an institution
ego death! my ego had its conclusion

hook:

call the paramedic because my life is in danger
call the psychiatrist, mental illness apparent
mama i am sorry for decisions that i’m making
my innocence was taken and things are getting stranger
they’re selling their souls, it’s all for entertainment
they’re selling shortcuts, the key is to have patience
poison in the bottle, ‘toxicate population
obsession with attention in this f-cking generation
verse 2 by essse:

call the therapist
cuz there’s a terrorist inside my brain
came a long a way
from hittin stains
shout cannot erase

never been the same since the trauma
now a daze don’t entertain any drama
f-ck that sh-t !

yo no tengo tiempo para eso (eso)
no me veas cara de pendejo (te dejo)

mírame los ojos
créeme lo k cuento
mírame los ojos
siente lo k siento

flama en la mente
essse cuete
hace ruido diferente
de repente
en el ambiente
con los lentes
en la noche
como stevie
no creo noticias
que son falsas en la tv
solo los balazos
que se ollen en la noche (ah)
por eso yo cargo
un rosario en mi coché

arrmado
con el cuatro cinco a mi lado
eh perdido mucho
pa cagarla como pato

whiskey en mi vaso
blunte en la mano
todo lo k hago
yo soy el k pago

whiskey en mi vaso
blunte en la mano
todo lo que hago
yo soy el que pago

- khid nando

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