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letra de p.t.p - mykele deville

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(verse)

preposterous conclusions
my mind’s perusing through gritted t–th
how can i love the law when law ain’t once respected me?
i took a peek into the inner seams
history books of evil schemes
no wonder why my self esteem started so low, so low
lower than the dirt beneath a boot
i never felt it leave my neck
how the f-ck am i supposed to swallow truth with a broken tooth?
checking my ego
i gotta graduate for ma dukes and see my brother free though
no buts, if, and’s, maybe’s, or what the f-cks’
i walked to school today right through them blocks that got shot up
just like a soldier on patrol in battlefields
this post-traumatic paranoia got me ready to k!ll before the bell rings

(mykele deville are you present? please repeat the lesson
don’t be a sp-ce cadet you’ll fail the standardized testing
why are you crying? whatcha need?
i got no time to babysit so please don’t make a scene
see me after cl-ss….)

i took a p-ss and rushed p-ssed him in a hurry, scurried
straight to the bathroom to vomit out my nervous worries
collapsing in that corner stall
praying to myself, feeling it echo off the wall, because:

chorus:

my mother
the teacher
my brother
the preacher
they ain’t really understand when i told them
my mother
the teacher
my brother
the preacher
they ain’t really understand

(repeat x1)

verse:

am i a target? brown skinned marked, deadly barrages
threaten my body, searching for tripwire sabotage
cause it ain’t hardly how it seems
i’m swatting at the vultures spinning circles in my dreams
until i wake, to tempt fate and scr-pe the crossbones from plate
the cryptic signs in the mundane compound the pain
why am i shaking, what’s it mean?
i’m talking to myself and no one even heard a thing, in fact:

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