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letra de don't take me - rms

[verse 1]:
oh
not again
everybody scared when i be picking up the pen, oh
but in the end
it’s your friend that’s gonna put one in the back of your head
d-mn
of mice and mental inst-tutions
all the spite is just a bit confusing
y’all gon’ fight with fists but end up losing
i’m gon’ try to sit but end up feuding
’cause we the stupidest, cookie cutter duplicates
fighting for the same position
clone wars but no stars in sight
yeah we clouded with the same poor vision
so i’m spending every second of a minute of a day
trying to deal with it all
stressing ’til i’m getting right back where i stay
then i get hit with a call, it’s like
[ring noise]
color drains from my face, ’cause i know who placed it
yeah i do
now i’m thinking about all the time that i wasted

[hook]:
i’ve danced with you before oh
i don’t wanna dance no more no
but you grab me by the ankle
trying to pull me through the door
scr-pe my fingers across the floor oh
i don’t wanna go
please do not take me away
go
please do not take me away

[verse 2]:
oh
not again
everybody scared when i be picking up the pen oh
like i said everybody scared of the pen
but what if it runs dry?
then i slit my wrist with the tip of it
let the ink, flowing from my veins
flow onto the page
story that it paints
only full of pain
man i put my life on the line
to put my life on the lines that i’m writing
at least that’s what i said so
know i got get down, god’s son, nas that be vibing in my headphones
taking it all the way back to it was written
that’s the sh-t he steady spitting from the get go
flip it to the next song
this one caught me by surprise, legend that we idolize
lying in the west coast
lying in the west coast, this that
spirit of makaveli up in my ear drums
i hear it, he came back to tell me just not to fear none
to pimp the b-tterflies that lie near the back of my belly, i pause the music, and walk past the tele just to hear one
[ringing noise]
telephone ringing
i know i got the call
instead of packing my bags
i been wasting my time writing these bars

[outro]:
man i hate this feeling, feeling
they calling for me but i don’t wanna leave yet
i didn’t pack my clothes
or pack my belongings
but i guess this is a place i no longer belong in
i’m gone man

- rms

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