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letra de fallen remix - phranchize

(intro – uncle kev)
i’ll tell you somethin’ about ferdinand risco
i always wanted to be like him
i don’t care what it was that he did that was illegal
i always wanted to be like him
your grandpop was a clean motherf-cker
he was a sharp motherf-cker
he always told me “yo, make sure you keep your hair cut”
“make sure you keep your clothes tight”
“and make sure you keep hands and all that stuff neat”
i accomplished that!
i-i was just like him
i always had money in my pocket
i always had bad -ss clothes
and i always had bad -ss cars
so, you know what?
guess what?
i made it!
i made it

(verse 1 – phranchize)
gettin’ lit is how i cope with this sh-t
cancer in the stage 4, i ain’t know you was sick
takin’ care of little things, cuz if i don’t imma trip
all these losses that i took, feel like i’m ‘posed to get rich
can’t even roll up (roll up)
tears keep fallin’ stuck in a daze
phone buzzin’, that money keep callin’
uh
lately i been gettin’ back to basics
i’m in the matrix, embedded
don’t you ever forget it
made my mind up to go get it
f-ck all the apologetics
the negativity will consume you, if you let it
i’m just swimming thru these waves, my n-gg-, micheal phelp’n
h-h-had to turn into a loner, the haters would call it selfish
i can’t believe it, but i see happiness in these tragedies (tragedies)
feelin’ like all of my hittas turned into a casualties (casualties)
made me sick to my stomach, that’s why i’m blunted
had to seperate myself from the n-gg-s who started frontin’
it’s “f-ck ’em.”
(interlude – uncle kev & phranchize)
i do the things that make me happy
f-ck everybody else, ey?
f-ck what everybody else think
and i ain’t tryna impress n-body
(it’s the quiet before the storm)
i’ve been doin’ this sh-t since, like, forever
ask your grandmom
everybody that don’t like the f-bomb, then f-ck you
it’s too bad

(verse 2 – phranchize)
ain’t n-body gon’ see it where you came from (came from)
all this pain where i got my strength from (strength from)
chasin’ cheese, smokin’ weed with the same lungs (same lungs)
h-ll yeah i’m on that stage front
uh-uh-uh
how you think i feel?
sh-t is real when your lady in the ‘spital and you see them doctor bills
gotta make it happen (make it happen)
cuz your patience p-ssin’ (patience p-ssin’)
gotta face the casket (face the casket)
but it ain’t no lacking
no it lacking
i done seen my people suffer too long
cut them lights off on me, now it’s time to get on
i was down for them n-gg-s, i went up, they was gone
never underestimate the hate
n-gg-s fake
uh
and from the n-gg-s i flaked off, straight drawn
the cuts different in them seams like a baseball
swagger make they heads tilt like a kangol
f-ck what the haters say dawg

(interlude – uncle kev & phranchize)
and i know you done heard sh-t about me, yo
all them motherf-ckers swore, that he gon’ get killed
he gon’ die, like yo, alright!
yo i did a lot of sh-t i wasn’t supposed to do
but guess what?
too late, too little, i made it
(you hear that storm comin?)
it’s just that simple
so, all that sh-t you was talkin’ beforehand
(trill sh-t only)
it don’t matter now

(verse 3 – phranchize)
it feel like i’m floatin’
i’m bottlin’ my emotions
a couple xans, backwoods and that potion
it’s crazy how your absence has gotten me to refocus
i done came along way from camac street with the roaches
snakes, vultures and rodents
now i’m all in motion
r-r-r-roll-roll-rollin’ up and i’m chokin’ on somethin’ potent
caught the chills when i seen you with that oxygen tank
i don’t know what i should say
i don’t know what i should think
i’m so deep in my thoughts that can’t even blink
i told money imma fight ’em, he keep f-ckin’ with ping
yeah i went across seas but now i’m back in this trap again
i wish i could bring you back to hear you laugh again
loss my traction but i’m back up on this track again
and if you in the heavens, ask god what my status is
i envision your memories (memories)
and i’m still here to embody you physical (physically)
yeah

(interlude – uncle kev)
i’ve always wanted to be like him
he used to take me shoppin’
he used to take me to get clothes
he used to always try to call me “head”
that’s what he used to call me
i remember one time i was with your grandpop
and yo, i had a fleetwood brougham
lil’ bad-ss jawn
and he was like “yo, that’s your car, head?”
“d-mn right!”
and he’s like “dayum! yo, you rollin’ brotha!”
i’m like “yo, i wanna be just like this motherf-cker!”

- phranchize

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