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letra de tough love - mankind (sciryl & n8!)

mankind ft. faro-z – “tough love”
[emcee(s): sciryl, !llumin@te, and faro-z (aka brooklyn zee)]
[producer(s): [?]]

[hook: mankind] (x2)
i say
i love her, but i don’t really love her. i just want her to stay
that’s why
i try to talk to her when i don’t have nothing to say
got nothing to say

[verse 1: sciryl]
feeling
undefeated on so many levels and defeated on
so few, the focal the vocal folklore on
pro tools, able to be compared to so few
no rules, big momma soul food, goku
hot meals, hot coals, no shoes
spine broken, eyes open, don’t move
after yelling out, “don’t shoot!” skrrt!
on some hot wheels, shots peels, no truce, cops squeal
rats squeal, mouse cl!ck, buy pills
mouth gеt your ass k!lled how quick? coke use
no sniff, doubt you еver seen how sick
dope users get when there’s no wools, now
n-ggas sell powder for the fortune, cases in
the court room, baby girl watching while divorce ensues
fifteen minute recess before court resumes
baby girl, baby moms, laws and rules
what’s really important, dawg? y’all or you?
false accusers or all the proof?
grinding hard to get off the stoop or the stoop ‘til you
caught and you might have to tell her through the glass, say
“i love you”
[hook: mankind] (x2)
i say
i love her, but i don’t really love her. i just want her to stay
that’s why
i try to talk to her when i don’t have nothing to say
got nothing to say

[verse 2: !llumin@te]
you know it’s wrong, you plant the seeds and then
you let the lye/lie grow, and now it’s time to mow the lawn
no holding on, you gotta fall without a safety net
there’s no hedging when you place a bet. you try and
double down. “if we could make it through another round…”
pound for pound, trying to win by decision
boxing with god, how you defend your religion? it’s a given
that your chin get checked. even if you’re ronda rousey
you can get punch-drunk, kinda drowsy. now you’re
sleepy hollow, bitter yesterdays and sweet tomorrows
sorrow made of candy-coated raindrops
they’re falling off the glass like a bank shot, it’s post-partum
foundation made with broke columns
fixation offers no solemn, yes-men saying
“no problem,” your b-ttercup can’t believe it’s not b-tter
do the right thing if you do not love her

[hook: mankind] (x2)
i say
i love her, but i don’t really love her. i just want her to stay
that’s why
i try to talk to her when i don’t have nothing to say
got nothing to say
[verse 3: faro-z (aka brooklyn zee)]
she fine
so i’m trying to keep her, sh-t is finders keepers. if i
could find out why she mad at me, then maybe i can keep her. body
of a goddess with divine features, i could do
divinations, but i’m not a mind reader. “oh, it’s
not you, it’s me”—i mean, “it’s not me, it’s you.” if you gon’
blame me for everything, at least make it believable ‘cause when
i f-ck up, it’s the biggest blunder, but when
you f-ck up, you turn to stevie wonder, can’t see sh-t
so, baby, tell me: what’s the purpose? it’s like
jamaican restaurants: good quality, bad service, but
the way she jerk my chicken, i might have to work with it
‘cause the flavor inside them thighs is so finger-l!cking. plenty
birds in the sky, plenty fish in the sea
you could find a dime-piece and still not find peace
i recognize you as a blessing, and i bear witness
but the black man is god—tell me: what’s your true religion?

[hook: mankind] (x2)
i say
i love her, but i don’t really love her. i just want her to stay
that’s why
i try to talk to her when i don’t have nothing to say
got nothing to say

- mankind sciryl n8

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