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letra de don't look back - ox the moron

[intro: burgundy]
“y-y-yo yo yo, aight man, look”

[verse: burgundy]
thrice upon a time there was a boy who died
then lived happily ever after
but that’s another chapter of a story even rhyme can tell
easy believing heaven when you living through h-ll
look, see
when i was a tata
would go out with my dada
turn a blind eye when he’d cheat on his baby mama
“oou mama mama” at the tip of my tongue
but never said a word cause he would b00boo my bum
i ain’t tryna look back
n-gga, it’s a new day
buss open the durag
n-gga, it’s a new wave
feel like bobby bushay
unsuspecting hero
mary j flowers really got me on the d-low
as the fall turns to winter
spring brings the rain
things don’t ever change its more of the same thing
as the fall turns to winter
spring brings the rain
things don’t ever change man (hey, hey)

[hook: 808vic & burgundy]
lost some focus, energy
rock, hard place, that’s where i be
got some options but i’m mixed
with lot’s wife type uncertainty
look, i don’t look back, i reminisce (don’t look, i reminisce i-)
then write myself some therapy (i write some therapy, i-)
my promised land would be heavenly now

[verse: 808vic]
i remember 6th grade, had my first kiss
we would wait and chill till all the parents came and picked up their kids
on the tv watching renny and stimpy
abuja called, couldn’t miss it
told my lil love, i was leaving
i ain’t felt love since ’18
guess it’s answered prayers though i still kinda miss it
jesus p-ss the antidote in case if i need it
better yet, just give me strength to battle my demons
but then i’d feel alone, so had to value my demons
steve was 9, i was 5
couple hours after school, our parents nowhere in sight
big bro had to decide
we knew that day that church was after school, we made up our minds
that we would make the trek, huh, we walked like 600 miles
60 more from the finish and we was stopped by police, and he asking for digits
half an hour later, pops pulled up to the side
first time i seen momma cry
the tears, they covered her eyes
but they did not hide the smile

[hook: 808vic]
lost some focus, energy
rock, hard place, that’s where i be
got some options but i’m mixed
with lot’s wife type uncertainty
look, i don’t look back, i reminisce (don’t look, i reminisce i-)
then write myself some therapy (i write some therapy, i-)
my promised land would be heavenly now

[outro: 808vic]
don’t look, i reminisce i-
i write some therapy, i-

- ox the moron

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