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letra de feel my pain - mordheten

[verse 1: luv.nikita]
bland mina tankar, se elden försvinna
begåvad av döden, bli blåst av min nina
begå nåra synder, gör allt för att vinna
jag får inte undra vart e mina vingar
break my walls, straight shatter my cross
not about that talk, i’m about that walk
i’m off adderall, i won’t feel withdrawal
hear the pain in my heart while i do this song
tro mig jag testar, försöker, min broder i köket
din broder e naas, like f-ck dina bröder
vi kommer med döden, krävs ingen bedövning
vad f-ck trodde du? of course that i’m thuggin’
försök vad du vill, vi återvinner själar
din broder i luften, ja ser hur han svävar
demoner i trakten, de para vi tjänar
ensam i skogen, de aimеt ja tränar
gud valde min väg, won’t stay the same
my glock 19 will blow a brain
i’vе grown insane, got one to blame
i just want you to feel my pain
gud valde min väg, won’t stay the same
my glock 19 will blow a brain
i’ve grown insane, got one to blame
i just want you to feel my pain
[interlude: luv.nikita]
grown insane, got one to blame
i just want you to feel my pain
break my walls, straight shatter my cross
not about that talk, i’m about that walk
i’m off adderall, i won’t feel withdrawal
hear the pain in my heart while i do this song

[verse 2: 919slum]
thirteen, thirteen, one was just eleven years old
died behind the dumpster from the fentanyl they was smokin’ on
kids was passin’ the blunt, with the weed sold, and it was not their own
three kids aint even reach high school, mane, this life sh-t is so cold
dyin’, i’m seeing the homeless walkin’
that man, to himself he was talkin’
i wonder if he just breathe oxygen or if he ran out of options
kids smokin’ weed just to forget that their mother inside the hospice, d-mn
kids can’t have parents supportin’ ’em but cannot go for adoption
’cause we got a system by a name, but it is not doin’ no fosterin’
kid came into the court room other night ’cause he came screamin’ inside the offices
front of the school, he goin’ through psychotic breaks
he pulled out a gun that he got from the safe
that his parents leave open, so no, he ain’t breakin’ a lock
he got the glock with time to save
he threatenin’, cryin’ to let it bang
more disillusioned than angry in fray
he obviously scared and afraid
his hands shakin’ began
he quiet inside the court room, i barely got his name
and two weeks later, they found a slug inside his brain with a note to his side that was stained

- mordheten

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