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letra de alleyway altercations - reverse playback

[intro]
ay man, i gotta tell you ’bout the sh-t that happened last night, bro
sit down
aight, what happened?
aight, bro, so i was leaving the club over on the east side, right
yeah, that one on the east side
and some crazy-ass sh-t happened, bro, it was—, it went like this

[verse 1]
it was a late night on the east side
i was walking through an alleyway just to cut time
when i heard a noise, i took a look and then i meet eyes
with a shady motherf-cker, asking if i got a bottle
i said “man i cannot help”
he said “i’m tryna win the lotto”
i said “me too”, then i see him looking at my pockets
“any spare change?”, thеn i say “ain’t got nothing on me”
now he’s looking p-ssed off, looking at mе like a zombie
look, he reaches for a blade i’m reaching for my gun
hold it up, what the f-ck
man, you think that i’m a punk
he said “woah man i apologize, i’m pretty drunk”
“then why you asking for a bottle, b-tch, you really is a bum” (yeah)
applying pressure on my trigger, i can see him start to quiver
yeah he shaking now, looking like a b-tch
and i let off a round into the ground, next to where he standing
then he took off running fast
and i just stand there f-cking laughing
[interlude]
d-mn, man, that’s pretty crazy, i don’t believe that
i don’t to tell you, man, it happened
okay, okay, what—, where’s the proof
man, c’mon, i don’t have camera crue
oh, sh-t, true

[bridge]
now i’m walking down the boulevard
with a scar on my cheek, from what happened last week
i could tell you all about it but you probably won’t believe it
no, man, talk your sh-t
okay this is how it went (okay)

[verse 2]
i was all alone, when my cell phone died
in the shady part of town look alive, look alive
i was tryna get some fries, but my money kinda low
so i offered all my dope, to a stranger, wearing ripped cloths
he was f-cking stoked, gave me all the cash he owned
then he packed his bowl and exhaled the biggest cloud of smoke
at the same moment i could see the police approaching
(don’t move put your f-cking hands up what you smoking on)
i took a b line right down the alley way
saw the same dirty busta from yesterday
this time he had his blade
but i didn’t even have a f-cking gun in my pants, mane
and he asked if i had any spare change
i replied along the lines “i’m on the run, mane”
there was anger in veins, when he ran up with his blade
and he got me with a clean cut (ugh) to the face

- reverse playback

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