letra de broke hours - rebel city
[intro:]
back through time and sp-ce
back to the animalistic
a monster that lies within each of us
bullets won’t stop him
cause in a moment or two you will go mad
[hook: hickey, (s.l.i.m) & a’rach ]
tell me what i gotta do for this money (dough)
all these mother f-ckers game too nasty (yuck)
all this rebel city fame too f-cking cold (aye)
all your drippy hard game so f-cking old (yeah)
broke hours only teach you lessons
broke hours only make you stronger
don’t let it break you, my g
[verse 1: raf hendrix]
i don’t like to conversate dawg
you won’t catch me tryna imitate dawg
thinking back to every time that i was broke
my location nowadays is too remote am in a boat
diamonds dancing in the patek, watch it glow
vvs from across the ocean don’t act like you don’t know, b-tch
you could never interrupt the flow
bought a glock 45, clip
they sent me it’s extendo
[hook: hickey, (s.l.i.m) & a’rach ]
tell me what i gotta do for this money (dough)
all these mother f-ckers game too nasty (yuck)
all this rebel city fame too f-cking cold (aye)
all your drippy hard game so f-cking old (yeah)
broke hours only teach you lessons
broke hours only make you stronger
don’t let it break you, my g
[verse 2: s.l.i.m]
i remember every moment like as tho i wrote the script
sports betting everyday and put my hope in the receipt
told my momma its the truth but the truth it was deceit
say confessions to the priest, that i almost jumped the cliff
almost died but surviving death is more than just a gift
it was pride making me think being broke was like a sin
take the stairs to the top cause its better than the lift
now they think i run the the game but in actual sense i sprint
[hook: hickey, (s.l.i.m) & a’rach ]
tell me what i gotta do for this money (dough)
all these mother f-ckers game too nasty (yuck)
all this rebel city fame too f-cking cold (aye)
all your drippy hard game so f-cking old (yeah)
broke hours only teach you lessons
broke hours only make you stronger
don’t let it break you, my g
don’t let it break you my g
[outro:]
his death is permanent only if the bullet is fired by a woman who loves him and not to die
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