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letra de distance (feat. marshall) - marnz malone (double m)

[intro]
i miss you
i don’t wanna sit in silence
i miss yo-ou, don’t wanna sit in silence, silence
ohh, oh-no-no, (zanco you done it again)
ohh, ohh-ohh

[verse 1 – marshall]
i told them ”love me from a distance”, ’cause they can’t keep it one
hear ’bout them bootings, never thought my darg would be one
my mind still attached but my heart kinda spun
feelin’ like the opps kinda won, how?
all of this work that we put in
i was doing soakings for pudding
had me in a far place, never had a car chase
got jammed up at [?] by armed jakes
i don’t speak to the guy but [?] spent my last days
cah since then it ain’t never been the same
i was jеt black in the sun with no face
i was takin’ cabs on glides with no brains
witnеss said “he had plaits”, but uncle said cut that i said “no way”
i don’t fold on the day that h-ll has a cold day
i love the mud i pray for more rain
feels like i’m in the fast lane with no brakes
we was doing laps around the borough, no brakes
i mean [?] got a 16, and goodz got a 18, and [?] got a 19, and man got a 18
but sh-t free [?], we got plates over here
it ain’t changed when we left, but it been the same since [?] ain’t there
it’s only gettin’ easier i’m on my eighth year
free all the steppers
my k!lly said, my k!lly said, my k!lly said “it ain’t the same over here”
my k!lly said, my k!lly said, my k!lly said “it’s changed over here”
everything’s all washed up, and hanged out and lame over here
feels like the 9 over here, so
all of them soakings for pudding, really were for nothing
coulda been a rapper but i stuck to doin’ cuttins
kinda got me feelin’ like them glides were all for nothin’
i’m tryna get to [?] i ain’t tryna go [?]
[verse 2 – marnz malone]
i told them “love me from a distance” ’cause they can’t keep it g
hear about these stabbings, never thought that it’d be me
within 24 hours had them postin’ “r.i.p”s
but that’s all that ima say, the rest i’m leavin’ in the streets
had to leave him in the street, show man about mazza-ine
bro there weren’t no titties in this magazine
they threw dirt on me, never knew that it would plant a seed
i just hand out bl!ckys when they anger me
they tried to anchor me, but listen close and you’ll hear my heart cry
mummy i can’t let it slide they took my darg’s life
she asked me if i believe in star signs
and if you seen what bro did with the taurus
i think you’d believe too, blud i can’t lie
and we was goin’ on them glides and i can’t drive
so who you think was in the back pressin’ carbine?
extended magazine in this star nine
i wish my boy was here to see that i’m the man now
’cause we was fannin’ n-ggas down, look i got fans now
i made a promise to myself i won’t let nan down
but in the trenches it’s bang up or bang out
i close my eyes and imagine i’m home
i feel it for my n-ggas that won’t leave till they’re old
i felt it in my stomach can’t believe that he told
i gave guns to my n-ggas, told them “leave wid your soul”
before i eat with you snakes, i grab my plate and my bowl
i put n-ggas in position, ain’t just aimin’ for goal
i was told “if you don’t expect, you can’t be dissapointed”
no reward for being real and i’m just makin’ it known
that, not everything that glitters is gold
switch on the back, and the clip came with holes
we was closer than ever, now the distance it shows
he backed his, i backed mine and he got ripped out his clothes
[outro]
(i miss you)
imagine i met psycho when i was 15 bro
bro was up for the m man
they had man on 2 attempts bro
beat my cases after 3 months, went home
bro imagine that, mad
turn on the telly see bro on the news for 18 years fam
n-ggas don’t know what pain is fam

- marnz malone double m

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