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letra de my town / broke heart bebop - missing texture

[intro]
viva
indicio, yuh

[verse 1]
i’m a child, prodigy, now i’m 21
got a couple lil buddies so i turn ’em into baddies
got a war in the friendzone, colleagues want some
this one girl, baby she on my mind
you will not amount to her so don’t even try
i could f-ck you once and not let out a sigh
take a deep breath thinkin’ bout all her other guys
and all you people gonna see a grown man cry like woah
seize the day, sheath the blade, baby came
told her get the f-ck out babe, this is not your house
and i can do flibbity-hibbity but i took another route
and they be saying i’m sweet, when i bust up in their mouth
nasty mc, you be sour like kraut
i be making y’all nod when i rap, no doubt
feel as though there’s no b-tch i could not get in my town
uh, my town, i should really lie down
i be lookin’ high now, bye now, baby wanna ride now
blew her back out, flew her back out
i could rectify a monument of mt, f-ck, wait- that’s me!
vent about my vanity, it’s insanity- get away from me
back the f-ck up off me, i’ll k!ll your whole family
f-cked three girls this week, an obscenity, uh
he wanted beef with like 8 of us
told him sit down, he done barked enough
i do not f-ck with confederation, i need paid vacation
too much tito my boy had to pull me aside
typically i am the one that divides
girls that i been with said “look at the size!”
told her man there is no where he can hide
someone get cheese and some wine
aye, yuh
[bridge]
i’m celebrating my life and my death
all the people i f-ck with up in here tonight
pass me a light, i’m living and breathing can’t really complain but i might
baby i might, i’d rather fight
tattoo my lines and hear ‘em recite
yeah, huh… hear ‘em recite

[verse 2]
i’m an adult, i don’t see it though
i got too many hobbies bro
i hope one day i find someone who loves me like she did, oh no
i hope one day i stop investing money in streetwear logos
been f-cked like a p-rn star, in the backseat
b-tch had me callin’ onstar, isn’t that neat?
i don’t really get it though
how i write about a girl who said f-ck our plans
and then write about and rap about f-cking other b-tches?
oh man, i guess cause what i had with her was love, and
now sh-t ain’t adding up
i gave everything i had, still wasn’t enough
guess i gave too much too quick- now she need something else
took everything from me and gave none to herself
mt, i’m the money man
pop another gummy man
find any way i can
every day tempts me with the piece in my nightstand
and when i pull the trigger i hope it isn’t her hand
i don’t really want it though
every single day like i’m 7 double 0
man it doesn’t make sense
tragedy but it doesn’t make a difference
i’ll wait my whole life, test on my patience, uh
anybody know what it feels like?
have everything with meaning up in your life?
feel it stab in your broke heart with a steak knife?
watch it walk away up out of your life- and i don’t know
where do i really need to go?
rock bottom, swear i never been so low
when i look at you, it’s like i’m moving slo-mo
so pretty so pure like glass i can see right through
indicio
[verse 3]
broke heart bebop, listen to my thoughts drop
don’t commit to humans, codependency breeds rot
everything i’ve seen, after everything i’ve said
after everything i’ve done, think i’m better off dead
baby i just wanna feel like you meant it when you said you loved me
never saw it coming when you changed your mind and left me lonely
hoped you meant it when you said you’d work on yourself
and not on somebody new
at this point, think i’m better off away from you
this my broke heart bebop
listen to my own faults
rest in peace to frosty, energy infectious homie
music blowin’ out my speakers, tellin’ me to do me
all my friends send me love, sometimes that ain’t enough
i go several months without the feeling that i’m enough
and any girl i’ve ever had, i wish they’d turn into dust
always struggled with l-st, never keeping in touch
overthinking and such
broke heart bebop
punching in my time slot
time to sweep the floors some more before i handle these thoughts
wish somebody helped me, brother i was seeing red spots
‘stead of that, my girl left me feeling for the real loss
now i hang with friends every time i’m awake
because if i’m away from them i feel my brain and heart ache
i need permanent distraction, help the tears leave my face
without that kind magic man my f-cking life is a waste
and yes i reminisce on the time spent with you
but now i’m giving all of me to everyone new
and still maybe one day we’ll be laughing ‘bout this
separately of course, the antithesis of bliss
cause that’s another life, and one i surely won’t miss
you’re a different person now, the kind i do not f-ck with
do your drugs, f-ck your boys, watch it all fall apart
i’ll just have to live knowing that i let you hit that cart

- missing texture

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