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letra de milka - one day

[verse 1: kai]
ever since sixteen i wanted to be the king
this is the kind of sh-t that you oughta keep in
in the presence of the culture, it’s the merits or the slings and the arrows
in the end, you been acting so shallow
oh yeah that way my intent
sick of playing it down, i ain’t playing around
if you got a problem say it now
cause they all about original
but love is so conditional
victorian era rap kids feeling miserable
like be seen or not, well just be scene
with a c, ripped straight out of creativity
and me? i’m sounding so jaded i know
maybe i need a ride home
cause the way these nights go
is just so immature, oh you’re so hardcore
defined by what you’re not, but what you are you aren’t so sure
talking about trying to keep your art pure
stone throwers go home get your gl-ss insured, b-tch

[chorus]
i guess it’s just a sign of the times
when parents got no love for their children
but we just going what feels right
with this life we’ve been given

[verse 2: jimmy nice]
i said there they go, man ya’ll oughta see em and their dusty -rs- careers laid flat in the mausoleum
open my door to freedom, throw my keys in the abyss, leave in a trail of smoke like ya’ll don’t want none of this
mother’s only, tendency to leave my lovers lonely, fist full of everything my father never showed me i feel like the world owe me i know that it’s out to get me
heavy paranoia boy y’all don’t f-ckin’ know me. got a
chip on my shoulder, maybe, try chipping david out a boulder with the city on your shoulders sh-t is crazy
it’s the renaissance sistine chapel of the sixteen bars leonardo with his cape on
a bit of napalm to interrupt your slumber as i wake to see the f-ckin’ scene turn to big brother
but i’m on my j.o with j.o you ain’t know?
please what rock you been living under man go

[chorus]
i guess it’s just a sign of the times
when parents got no love for their children
but we just going what feels right
with this life we’ve been given

[verse 3: nick lupi]
let’s give em something to rock with
let the truth beam through the speakers
lay it all out, don’t keep no secrets
the way my crew do it, gotta see it to believe it
we never waited for the dream to be greenlit
the problems with the scene is
too many rappers that be acting like girls worrying ’bout how their jeans fit
or worrying ’bout how to get they screen cl!cked
and not enough worrying ’bout kicking mean sh-t
dropping names, parading who you down with
when y’all don’t know the faintest thing about it
i mean, you claim you really ’bout it
i really doubt it
y’all crooked like billy bowden
tryna stack that rap money
’till i need an accountant
to really count it
but never would be miserable without it
what you hearing now, sh-t
we built it from the ground, kid

[chorus]
i guess it’s just a sign of the times
when parents got no love for their children
but we just going what feels right
with this life we’ve been given

- one day

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