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letra de sometimes - lungelo manzi

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[intro]
fee-fi-foe-feelings
nothing new, never do on stage

[chorus]
i need a break (sometimes)
i keep my aim (sometimes)
i need my sp-ce (sometimes)
when i’m in my fee-fi-foe-feelings
i know what it takes (sometimes)
hope you relate (sometimes)
losing ain’t nothing new
but i never do on stage
i need a break (sometimes)
i keep my aim (sometimes)
i need my sp-ce (sometimes)
when i’m in my fee-fi-foe-feelings
i know what it takes (sometimes)
hope you relate (sometimes)
losing ain’t nothing new
but i never do on stage

[verse 1]
new life coming with some bad habits
cigarettes for the stress
side-stepping ashy n-ggas
trying to flex in the madness
we some madmen, writing glyph’s high
on some passion you can only make a plan with
when, money come like a drug
for a junkie in a backroom, looking for a cash-in
when, rabbit holes turn to rapids
for the ration
like light coming through when i’m anxious
on the mike, i could take you to atlantis
on the mike, i could make do when i make it
only ever need a n-gga’s word on a payslip
lines like jewels leave a n-gga jaded
chosen in a room full of chaff gets so grim
when i reap maize for the taken
so slim, when your chances come with base-heads
coming up in a land full of racists
cool cliques, no verve for the vagrants
coming up with a sleeve full of aces
no spades, my grave in the making
coming down with a view of the matrix
disturbed, these words never saved them
coming down with a mood for the same sh-t
for the same sh-t
[chorus]
i need a break (sometimes)
i keep my aim (sometimes)
i need my sp-ce (sometimes)
when i’m in my fee-fi-foe-feelings
i know what it takes (sometimes)
hope you relate (sometimes)
losing ain’t nothing new
but i never do on stage

[verse 2]
f-ck the glitch and the game you rig
real n-gga with a phantom lip
you’re an anchor to a sinking ship
why you f-cking with my acid trip
i need my money with the land you kept
f-ck your lists, man
i spit for clips that rang empty on a woman, child, man
so black as death
the bloodline punch lines for chris
cut ties when i clench the clip
for a sea full of clenching fists
boardrooms never made amends
might move like the blame you shift
blame you for the same offense
takes two to relay the sin
i say you were never made for this
nah, you could never the shake the kid
fact: i intimidate you, b-tch
2020 with a slight to stitch
i’m 20/20 while your eye pretends
the vibe’s like a mai tai for a m-s-ch-st

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