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letra de 8/23 - lucien parker

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i hear em chirpin they twitter chirpin it’s perfect
my
family a sermon
i do em a service hol up’
i hold the phone to my ear when she cry
i know baby
we runnin thin and my pockets as thin as slim shady

we back and forth like a 4 door accord turing in sleet slow sliding
we flippin back like a 180
my stomach turnin i haven’t eaten since 8, maybe
so i stomach these bars, writin so much lately

can we live in today?
for a friday approach
when we go back to the hustle
i just got paid so let’s smoke

let’s just sit on tuesday. we know we got work we know we got hurt
but i leave in the morning
wednesday you back at the church

f-ck if i’m late, f-ck if i’m first

either way i hate my day job
sometimes i can’t see nothin else many days i feel like ray charles

and i hate this life
but i’m livin and breathing so i don’t hate this life

enough

but i’ve seen my friends wanna put themselves on a blade or gun
i’m trapped
living on edge with a pencil
living on edge when i roll that dutch with the music loud roll down my window

say f-ck a pig!
pork for the fork that’s just my sh-t talk

my diss walk millie rockin with my cuffs on make em p-ssed off
grip my hand before we flip this sh-t

sliding

when we were kids and all decisions miss fired
it could have been this that ended all this sh-t
but i’m still me and you’re still you

and she bout to turn 22 and all of this
because i smoked a spliff

- lucien parker

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