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letra de joker - lucius echo

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i don’t wanna be alive anymore
when my heart hit the floor
i get rocked to my core
what’s a mob to a door you can’t knock anymore?
what’s a cop to a morgue?
what’s a jock to a sport?

i can’t lie, i’m absorbed in it feelins’ is getting
fineky, dwindling into sin again, k!llin’ me
when i swim in it, getting in when i fit it in
who am i kidding? this is it

sh-t

i can’t ever escape my pain
think i’m goin’ insane
leaving stains in my brain
b-tch, this sh-t ain’t a game
you should stay in ya lane
or you may need a cane
f-ck money, take the fame
we is just not the same

i don’t understand what you want from me
you don’t understand what you’ve done to me
you know what this does for me
all your bumf-ckery, ducking in subtlety
you get no love from me
b-tches don’t f-ck wit me, but they in love with me
just ain’t enough for me, f-ck it i’m done with these

b-tches be l!ckin’ and trickin’ and suckin’ and f-ckin’ like it was percussion
they bangin’ and slangin’ with fangs they be preying for days and ain’t no one above it
it’s sickening, trickling, blood in the mud with a thud, get the rug you’ve been done in
when i get out, all my clout, and the words from my mouth will amount up to nothin’

why does every day tend to stay the same?
i can’t shake the pain, lanes contain the shames
they invade my veins, cane and novocain
sane i say in vain, cain’t even feel the rain
so i played the game, didn’t come out the same
could live without the way theses n-ggas say my name

so i string up the rope, after i smoke the dope
before i slit my throat, choking on modes to cope
joker’s done stole my hope it never hope to float
too, in a broken boat, so i just cope wit jokes
like, “have you seen this man?”, or “have you heard my plan?”
i’ve got some demons fam; “that’s so absurd, a sham”

tell me that you like this f-ckin’ beat
but don’t say sh-t bout the words i f-ckin’ speak
i just wanna be f-ckin’ done with this
i have no fun with this, when it begun the sh-t
pulled what was under, slipped
fell on my f-ckin’ face, what a f-ckin’ disgrace
i’ve had it with this place, c-ckin’ it back just in case

i don’t know what else to say
death, destruction, and decay
f-ck boys be ridin’ my wave
they never say sh-t to my face

i would eat your entrails, but that sh-ts stale, tryina inhale through a thin veil, go get impaled
never been the one tryina get some, so it’s been fun, but this sh-t’s dumb, bet a b-tch run
using them shiv words, adjective, verbs sucking d-ck curds, is my pitch heard? fl!cking inward
luck’ll run amuck with a sick f-ck, call that b-tch trust, bustin’ thick nuts when you get f-cked

- lucius echo

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