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letra de consicousness upload - ric$terrrr

[verse 1: jug301]
just a young n-gga trying to make it out the trenches
‘member roaches in the kitchen, bro remember life is what you make it
up in school i couldn’t eat, had to trap out them vacants
n-ggas say i wasn’t sh-t but i gon’ blow up ain’t it
b-tch i’m blowing up, b-tch i’m glowing up
no one else would take me so now my actions going up
to my brothers wait some time, yeah i’m really gonna make it
ask my mama why she crying, she say please my son don’t take it
you is saying you is sober, you be lying to our faces
but my life is like a blunt, yeah a n-gga gonna face it
y’all don’t understand, yeah i mean it when i say sh-t
but i’m different from these n-ggas, i stay quiet, i don’t say sh-t
[verse 2: ric$terrrr]
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[verse 3: sunshine christo]
i feel animosity towards the entire industry
these people try to kick with me but they like antihistamines
i can’t be sedated and i won’t be mislead
trying to use me, you can’t get in my head
walking down the street, feel like i’m alone
i keep looking over my shoulder, i’d be d-mned if i don’t
my hands eaten up even though i said i won’t
i be rapping everyday and it’s such a heavy load
i feel animosity towards the entire industry
these people try to kick with me but they like antihistamines
i can’t be sedated and i won’t be mislead
trying to use me, you can’t get in my head
walking down the street, feel like i’m alone
i keep looking over my shoulder, i’d be d-mned if i don’t
my hands eaten up even though i said i won’t
i be rapping everyday and it’s such a heavy load

[verse 4: sunshine christo]
wrist cut, b-tch cut, n-ggas turned to b-tches
i been laying low on my own counting riches
got a old wallet, yeah i’m talking 1960s
betting on wrestling, i putting down fifties
when i do good, i know you stay mad
kicked out the group, cause you aren’t like that
keep apologizing, please stay sad
all those sorry’s will never change the past
[refrain: sunshine christo]
just k!lling time, anyway
while recording this song, the whole thing crashed on me
everyone’s after me
the beat producers making sh-tty beats then uploading it anyway
and then bandlab

[verse 5: sunshine christo]
wrist cut, b-tch cut, n-ggas turned to b-tches
i been laying low on my own counting riches
got a old wallet, yeah i’m talking 1960s
betting on wrestling, i be putting down fifties
when i do good, i know you stay mad
kicked out the group, cause you aren’t like that
keep apologizing, please stay sad
all those apologies will never change the past

[bridge: ric$terrrrr]
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[outro 1: sunshine christo]
this song was a nightmare to record
i’m just happy it’s over
they’re going to cut out my intros and outros anyway
they always do
[outro 2: jug301]
just a young n-gga trying to make it out the trenches
‘member roaches in the kitchen, bro remember life is what you make it
up in school i couldn’t eat, had to trap out them vacants
n-ggas say i wasn’t sh-t but i gon’ blow up ain’t it
b-tch i’m blowing up, b-tch i’m glowing up
no one would take me so now my actions going up
to my brothers wait some time, yeah i’m really gonna make it
ask my mama why she crying, she say please my son don’t take it
you is saying you is sober, you be lying to our faces
but my life is like a blunt, yeah a n-gga gonna face it
y’all don’t understand, yeah i mean it when i say sh-t
but i’m different from these n-ggas, i stay quiet, i don’t say sh-t

- ricterrrr

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