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letra de homeless juice - kyle ore shelf

[verse 1: zip god]
i want what i want
and you’re wanted if you got it
we made it to s-x mountain
not another thought about it
thats what i got
and it’s all ill ever have
you think this sh-t is good
you ain’t heard the other half
b-tches wanna die
but they caught up in a lie
its all about that clout
but they ain’t gonna get it
cause they miss it and never ever hit it
hol up wait a minute
life isn’t right its an endless cycle
you learn you work you rest repeat
hardly ever get rich like michael (prize)
sometimes denied the right to eat
you’re a sick f-ck you like a quick f-ck
try all you want but you’ll need some good luck
contain all your pride but it’ll run amuck
trash ball descending hop in your ol truck
f-ck and world, i thought she loved me
b-tches out here really be dummies
hoes really pay for daddy’s c-mmies?
guilt gives them pain in their hurtin stummies
its funny
after your motivation and determination
you’re another person in this mess of a nation
ayy
breaking dawn
working hard
existence is sublime
it’s the right time
you see me now
you hear me now
i think i might be leaving now
my 32 bars are done
now for kos’s run

[transition: kyle ore shelf]
this is it
not my peak
not too bleak
this is success

[verse 2: kyle ore shelf]
humans in their cities, rats in their sewers
i carve all these paths but doubt they’ll be futures
madoff looking kids with their sodomized hearts
lost all their innocence see me as apart
christ is a t-tle not a name, i’m not
trying to burn an ego flame, it’s just
all your mishaps are the same, this is the
ant-thesis of trains
four score, no it was only seven years
a boy left weeping in his salty tears
when his dad went crazy
and mom was deflating
switched his behavior to act quite queer
elements of crowd pleaser wedged in deep
mother’s good boy frame false purity
child subjected opposing forces
makes him feel these disembodied voices
little fella broken, conscious removed
disconnected mind, emotions are losed
american tragedy of the suburb kid
other ones being raised in project grids
one way or the other boys cry like mother
oedipus’s c-mber is as real as a number but
when we see our brothers we are hate not a lover
neighbors yearn to plunder limbs cleave asunder
and n0body is safe from losing that virginity
of innocence, boyhood, hometown vicinity
traumatized kids gotta learn to grow up cause
voices of reason don’t escape with luck
children locked in their uphill battles
don’t be afraid if you ain’t clean as seattle
its only human to be evil a piece
evil, subjective but not really peace
-ssh0l- allocation build up a better nation
defend occupation adversaries get no patience
don’t be afraid to be average
chances are that you already is
but if you choose to accept it
you become someone people wish
you oxymoronic you like gin and tonic
if you know you faulted when you were first balling
it now is your calling to grow or keep falling
realize you are human, escape from the office

- kyle ore shelf

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