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letra de where did we go wrong? - mykele deville

[intro: mykele & trig]
yo trig, why don’t i feel like i don’t belong?
and when we f-ck up we always sing the same old song?
and if the system is against us how can i move along?
where did we go wrong?
yeah, where did we go wrong?

[chorus: mykele deville]
from the micro
(ugh)
to the macro
(yeah)
to the homie at the show selling that sack, where you at though?
stress is building for the building lady
the old heads on the block stuntin’ like its the 80’s
it’s crazy

[verse 1: mykele deville]
nowadays the universe is inconceivable
bad fads fill the wispy waves of life
and human strife be in abundance
stomachs rumbling hunger
twitchy fingers grow number
seem to warn us, drag us all asunder
why do we wonder
molecular blunders: commonplace
you fall asleep
we take that precious sweet from off your plate
good luck is never timely
if you late then get behind me
think we waiting for a sign, see
but the truth is often blinding, binding
breaking alignment to worship a hypochondriac
watching each other even cameras in the laundry mat
hateable
tradable
sensible is debatable
living that lie from on high
now that’s relatable
money and dominance pervading in our consciousness
attracted to the pillars of mirrors reflecting narcissists
i think we’ve come to far to split this nation with a marxist twist
socialist motions, healing potions k!lling nonsense
i just want to share bro
f-ck possession bro
f-ck ownership
we gotta heal together

[chorus: mykele deville]
from the micro
(ugh)
to the macro
(yeah)
to the homie homie at the show selling that sack where you at tho?
survival’s getting a little hazy
overshadowed by the battle to remain lazy
it’s crazy

(trig)
from the micro
(ugh)
to the micro
(yeah)
to the homie at the show selling that sack where you at though?
brother’s lost screaming somebody save me
fathers locked up
who’s gonna raise brenda’s baby?
its crazy

[verse 2: trig]
i guess i lost it a long time ago
i was young and dumb
slinging rocks and selling the blow
twisting fingers with my homies, you already know
stealing cars, cracking cards gotta get this dough
reap what you sow
now i’m sitting behind bars
looking at the stars
wishing i can teleport to mars
cause i can’t f-cking stand where we are
and i ain’t even talking bout this d-mn prison
talking bout this d-mn state of mind that we all live in
that sh-t’s tempting
what am i supposed to do?
i was brok and hungry
and i had a .22
and the videos i watched mad it look fun too
and my daddy ain’t around
so motherf-ck it dude
it’s cool
so i ran up
shawty put his hands up
told him to run everything
on the mans’s bruh
i’m tryna get my bands up
you gotta feel me
he said whatever lil’ n-gga please don’t f-cking k!ll me!
i got a family and this whole thing is f-cking silly
we both black and we all sing the same old song
oh there go them sirens
where did we go wrong?
where did we go wrong?

- mykele deville

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