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letra de the chase - psych ward

[verse 1: shallow pockets]
sh-t, i never thought that i would go this far
lost my mind drunk driving in a stolen car
stop signs drive-by
caine got my nose sore
raised by the 5’0
the hang out by the corner store
in the rear view they put the cherys on
what should i play or do i ran like a marathon
my mothers wanna burry me
my brother keep my grave warm
nothing gonna scare me i make company with satan
soliders comin at me i turn officers to bacon
stay looking backwards now they coming got the chase on
i ain’t bout to talk about it now they got their choppers out
im smoking bad blah they shot my tires out
i look ahead i see a jeep people piling out
get the f-ck off the street i’m tryin yell and shout
try tone let the whole team flatten out
drive off a bone and now i’m crashing out going out

[verse 2: jnyce]
sh-t, she said her man’s at the door
so i got up real quick and picked my pants of the floor
should of jumped out the window i ran out the back door
didn’t know she had a pitbull growling i had to go
i jumped the fence the dog nipping at my feet
he came out the backdoor i seen him looking at me
just left he looks mad slow
i walk up the street
i look back him and his homies 6 feet for the jeep
i ain’t got no weapon on me
can’t if no one’s stepping on me
then i take a left they saw me
so i run like feds is on me
full going when you get the story
follow other ways i hurry
stop and take a breath keep going
so close if the engine’s roaring
they got me cut off and died i got to stand and fight
they jumped out of the ride and owritten the night
and i looked to my side i see the headlights
then a car swerved right and left them socks wiped

[verse 3: kid fade]
caught in refleact when he stop quick hop in the whipe
was other heard out the window while i’m copping the brick
he must of sh-t his pants because he drop when i grip
ran off with every pain it’s like his pockets so sh-t
i saw blood sm-th-red and covered on the front of the ride
ayo fader yo boys beside ways guys took me by surprise
open up the doors cops will follow where it pours
they say its just when them days everything c-c-c-c-cores
there’s too much to explain fader p-ss that bag of caine
they are musty out my brain when the rich is why i came
gave him a bone proper
seen his helicopter
pockets bleeding in the back ayo we gotta get a doctor
the cop came in storming hit the par without warning
we spun out of control d-mn i wish my friends nowhere
everything was white and blury then i panic started screaming
when i awoke that’s it’s over seen that i was only dreaming
d-mn

- psych ward

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