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letra de cocaine cowboys - leedz edutainment

[verse 1: slaine]
i’m america’s nightmare, the american dream
i have risen from environments with heroin schemes
crack fiends and thugs pack macs in black jeans
a society without a solution or vaccine
just a sickness where 71% are addicted to drugs includin’ prescriptions
so when i shoot from the hip b-tch
it’s more than just a screwed up musician
this is your world, i’m givin’ the brutal description
a truer depiction, well listen if you heard i might tell it
got my pistol pointed at all you conservative zealots
you’re a bible beater, every word i blurted is h-llish
your daughter’s sixteen, i’m waitin’ for her to develop
i’m perverted and relish inside of these blasphemous rhymes
getting smashed drinking liquor then i’m p-ssing her lines
in the same f-cking apartment that i’m stashing the nine
call it f-cked up, i call it a p-ssion of mine

[chorus]

you’re addicted to the rush, adrenaline pumpin’
i could put fist through your chest right now
and i know i get a little crazy on this sh-t
i know, i know, i know
sick visions of destruction, adrenaline pumpin’
i can feel my heart about to beat out of my chest
and i know i can quit at any time i want it
i know, i know, i know

[verse 2: amadeus]
streets love me cause i’m a natural born hustler
my fam disappointed, i’m my own best customer
ridin’ a white pony, a cocaine cowboy
far from a phony, homie, i blow brains out boy
uh huh, now i’m cleanin’ off a mirror
choppin’ that christina aguilera, high till i die
loc till they smoke me, sh-t don’t stop
so i’m pushin’ through a nosebleed
movin’ weight but still losing weight
maneuver straight, master the high, destroy, build, and communicate
wifey b-tching, she don’t like the life i’m living
shut the f-ck up, i can tell that i might be slipping
no matter what these motherf-ckers think kid i’m holdin’ mine
blowing lines, i can’t think with a sober mind
test my patience and i strike, f-ck the proud
you got some sort of sick desperation in your life

[chorus]

[verse 3: rite hook]
machine gun mentality for a reason i’m battlin’
demons from being badly treated back as a fetus
why the f-ck you think i’m thinkin’ of smashing a teen
for paris or nicky when i put a gag [?] cap on my p-n-s
dab it in a wannabe actress that can’t actually act
but she looks spectacular sucking me off happily
especially opportunity, use it to cop
the root of all evil since all of us are already
walk with lucifer’s cause to influence upon people
and the thought of god is truly diggin’ my hole deeper
slowly i’mma tell you what believe and show me
only hold it closely if you see and know it’s real
i mean it cause i’ve been deceited and treated just like a failure
so it’s either starve or scheme for a f-cking mill
they subpoena me and make the ordeal
way more heater on that -ss while i’m on the scene like i got a hundred mill
whose got free beats, i ain’t givin’ away sh-t
put the plate up to my face and i’m fiending to take it
they’re like, oh great, another white kid with limited patience
and a nose like a black hole, put him with slaine then

[chorus]

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