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letra de habbit - packard browne

mind on fleek, f-ck what you need/
listen to the beast eat, each and every speech that he speaks/
as he’s sitting on the beach in the sand/
got a drink in my hand/
i used to be a fiend for the grams/
this disease ain’t beating me man (no)/
i’m tired of running away/
i’m tired of feeling the pain/
i’m tired of going insane/
i’m tired of floating astray (no)/
lost souls gone feel me/
i do it for the love til they feel me/
til my whole team sitting on a billi/
i’m just eating on the ramen and the chili (like whoa)/
this shit is so nasty, it’s tasting like plastic/
and i remember last week, when i didn’t have money for ——/
and i slept on the backstreets/
i quit playing games like the backstreets/
got back on my shit like i’m cr-pping/
and this is what happens when you put p-ssion into rapping/
i’m kicking the habit/

i’m kicking the habit/
i’m kicking the habit/
i’m kicking the habit/
i’m kicking the habit/

let my soul go, let my soul go, let my soul go! go!
let my soul go, let my soul go, let my soul go! go!

how did i become so, so, so, so untouchable/
so unloveable, i’m putting pills down like a huxtable/
i got 99 problems, but a blue ain’t one (shit)/
i got 99 blueys, now i’m staring down the barrel of the gun/
visions of pharos and nuns, showing me i am the one/
second to none, telling me i am the second to come/
so i reckon the run when they step to the sun/
these blessings (lessons) will come/
day after soul, soul after day/
bowl after bowl, i’m fading away/
i’m making the change/
love is the answer i’m breaking the chains/
hate is the cancer i’m making the case/
that we should erase all this animosity it keep us enslaved/
i’m breaching the cage/
i’m keeping my ways, and cheifing on sage in the back of greenroom with temptation up in my face/
it’s time to be great, i’m up for the race/
people keep calling me names and i don’t give a f-ck if they think i am strange/
no time for the games, no time for the bullshit/
no time for the lames, no time for the foolish/
i’m turning this milk into cool whip and i do it like/

i’m kicking the habit/
i’m kicking the habit/
i’m kicking the habit/
i’m kicking the habit/

let my soul go, let my soul go, let my soul go! go!
let my soul go, let my soul go, let my soul go! go!

- packard browne

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