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letra de forgive them - max wonders

[intro]
wonda de’ wonda de’ wonda (x2)

[verse 1]
heard these goofies been talkin’
til they pullin’ up on ’em
intentions of off-ing ’em
now they’re in coffins
that silence so strong
you could hear the hood coughin’
tomorrow ain’t promised
so you link up with patnas
and now you act pompous
you’re in some hot water
it’s feeling like lava
it’s nothing to us
we just talk like we’re proper
figaro, figaro
youngin’s with sweet-n-low
pushing that weight
’til they get to the regionals
clucks gotta buy it
they got it for really low
mayor looking at ’em
like “really though, really though?”
pardon my accent
it’s all due to the rappin’, been snappin’
that’s present and past tense
presence is p-ssionate, actually
i’ve just been casually catchin’ it
black vernacular, rap in back of this black acura
smacking up p-ssengers
that want to act like they’re amb-ssadors
faster than black daddies
leaving their b-st-rds and packing up
like “what you mean, boy?”
ain’t no back s-ssin’ us
lacking, it’s cracking
-ss-ssins sitting on the roof with the pastor
screaming “god forgive my sin, ain’t no money root faster”
hopefully this paper, can turn into some chapters
cause ain’t no more breaks, just that action disaster
let me act emotional, you know it’s high fashion
high pace living, counting higher fractions
getting that cash, and you’ll turn into c-ssius
cash is clay, need my clay no rations
a-gressive, but still act p-ssive
don’t test it
i know you’re actin’
just a slave, now where’s your lashings
you gonna call, this money master
pull your card
and then your master, card and visa, send you packin’
every night, and day this p-ssion
fills my heart
and then i’m back in
studios just spitting acid
twitter talk, but where’s your action
media just fills the m-sses
heads with nothing
circuits crashing
faces plastered, to the television screen
brains is tampered with
and now they think they’re nothing more
than super-soaker blasters
yo, max, go faster, yo, max, go faster
better cool out, homie
i ain’t going no faster
i’m telling you the truth
you little ungrateful b-st-rds

[hook]
forgive them, for they know not what they do
i swear them boys just don’t move how we move
and ain’t nothing changed, i swear it’s nothing new
i’m still with the gang, i swear it’s nothing new, lord
(x2)

[verse 2]
i done came down, i done popped out
it ain’t nothing to me and my partners (why, why?)
cause we hot now
and my shorty ride around in designer
with the top down
boy, it smells like teen spirit, nirvana (what it smell like, baby?)
when i’m ’round
man i swear they act like they don’t know me
’til they want some’
man if i cannot have no real homies
i don’t want none
i’m surrounded by goofies and phony’s
(boy y’all some goofies, some goofies)
and that’s no fun
i’m just trying to speak all of this gospel
like rev run
all these girls want to party
babygirl, don’t me started
say i’m her favorite artist
she’s all on my line, texting and calling my line
before my plane even departed
i’m back in la
me and chuckie in “rari
stunting, i’m sorry not sorry
promise i’m not playing games
promise i’m not playing games, boy, this is not atari
my shorty be singing
she india arie
i’m in your girl’s history
check her safari
i still fly for free, riding jeeps through safari
then back to chicago
get harold’s or laury’s
don’t worry my feature price
you can’t afford me
i had to get braggadocios after chorus
they playing with me
but i’m not just recording
i laugh cause they think their opinions important
i swear

- max wonders

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