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letra de skyscraper - presby rhymez

[verse 1]
ayo, poetics
bring the drums in
yo, my family not close
you know that’s just how it goes
no communication even though we hold our phones
in our hands or pockets
eyes are cameras they watching like surveillance
pics our faces to get liked from fake friends on facebook
fool you, dude, its a fake look
fit with the drip, so the frame good
getting gains but ain’t good
lifting helps with anger
who hurt you?
you hate love
but you have a way to
make dames laugh like dan cook (hehe)
funny you were richer prior but wasted it, pa
spent your dinero
got robbed by dolls who use men like floss
my life complex like a mausoleum
the taj mahal
this song about me
you doubt me
rocky the underdog
or creed, feel me?
[chorus]
cruising the avenues, find things, ey
lone in the night in my driveway, ey
cruising the avenues, find things
lone in the night in my driveway
wanna be vertical, skyscr-per

[verse 2]
my heart in this
look at me, i’m a narcissist
i don’t care who started this
but i’m part of this culture, little older
but i still want a bigger audience
like my pictures, share my posts
i can get to brag and boast
34 and all alone
i taste defeat like eat some crow
slow in dome but own a smart phone
pose for the close up
of my life i like this type of rhyme
but who can hold us
accountable like a personal trainer
helping you gain muscle, a pound or two
make fun of me
pinocchio but your nose grows
how are you?
are you down for truth?
not outing you, but found the dude
likes some malibu
a round or two
much of rum at the pub l!ck her power-u
this prob is surmountable
think you fly, like howard hughes?
nah my dog, i’m a coward who’s a recluse
and like the football team, the jets
i’m out to lose
[chorus]
cruising the avenues, find things, ey
lone in the night in my driveway, ey
cruising the avenues, find things
lone in the night in my driveway
wanna be vertical, skyscr-per

[verse 3]
i don’t mean to be a pessimist
but the cup half empty, evident
like taxi driver, he need a friend
not travis, but i’m a lonely man
everywhere i go is loneliness
304’s don’t notice him
wanna be central like budapest
you’re up, then you’re down
am i losing it? (europe)
lucrative, lucrative, ey
making the bank then you throw it away
what can you take to the grave but your name?
don’t be a slave to the cake when you ain’t (you ain’t)
a baker like anita
just need some sweet love
rapture me up, so i can meet jesus christ

- presby rhymez

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