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letra de oh dear - nick rose

[intro]
(female voice)
you must yodel for me, often
now that i know you do it so well
(male voice)
this is the end
(female voice)
what nonsense darling
why, i fixed you up last night, and i’ll do it again
oh, no, now you must rest
and then well don’t forget
all the lovely things we planned to do today
(male voice)
oh, dear

[verse]
lord please, i need the divine energy
so i can let the bullsh-t baptize in my hennessy
never really been the type to dead it like the kennedys
i’m dressed in all black
it’s time to refresh the memories
i’m the young legend
the bad boy
the no limit
k!lling you over twice
with real name, no gimmicks
just know that i’ve been riding for black excellence
that’s why i’m screaming “diddy and sean carter for president”
i’ve been feeling kinda blue, vibin’ miles davis
and i’ve been working on my mind, hoping i can save it
but in my heart, i know that my life is gorgeous
i’m watching the sun rise at 5 o’ clock in the morning
i’m counting all of my blessings
still chasing perfection
i’m trailblazing, got no need for directions
the truman show, i’m breaking out of the matrix
i’m taking the acid trip so i’m k!lling off all the basic
boy i’m in my prime, i’m number 7
i’m walking on a fine line, that’s joseph gordon levitt
boy you tryna bite my sh-t, that’s a bad impression
f-ck the petty nonsense, i’m working on bigger questions
i’m making some big investments
couple thousand dollar shows, this and that
if you want to go t-t for tat
i’m always down to sit and rap
break it off like kit and kats
how i’m being diplomatic
it’s simple mathematics
check it
i be smoking heavy boy, i haven’t come down in a couple days
i’m the rookie of the year, you see me running plays
i’m always one to push the boundaries and pay homage
the cash is flowing for my day ones, reaganomics
i’m blade running, i stay gunning for top spots
only sh-t i’m dropping is top notch
the summer is just starting, tell your homies the block’s hot
and tell all the ladies, if they want it, it’s on spot
we on high
i had to make a couple tunes for your headtop
all these other boneheads could never make your bed rock
chili peppers, red hot
time is blood money, i’ve been wearing a red watch
me and your girl in deadlock
ay yo, whoever said that god could never pick favorites
all of these hoes, they kd, they ring chasing
they been snakes, i’m tiptoeing through high gr-ss
need to mix it up
tell biggs to run the high-p-ss

[outro]
i’mma just let it fade it out
yeah
rosewood

- nick rose

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