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letra de deep (belief) - roble regal

[verse 1]

got a couple n-ggas up in the bin
sometimes i think
i’m never ever ever gon’ see em again
even if i did sometimes don’t think
we could ever be friends
because i knew a different n-gga on the outside
than the n-gga on the inside
double entendre
sh-t make you ponder
don’t believe in magic
but i seen a dog act like a pig
turn to an anaconda
on the otherside
i wonder how u smile
when u know on the otherside
all we see is trials
wild child
all you wanna do is get riled up
catch flights, no pilots
no episodes, just seasons
coming and leaving
struggle and grieving
looking for a reason
to keep on believing

[verse 2]

sometimes i pray, i never lose faith
how ironic it is
ask god i don’t ever stop
believing in him
pleading to him don’t leave me in sin
ain’t easy to win
but it’s easy to think
asked questions
ain’t ever found the answer
truth be told i could of looked harder
but i was scared of the truth
scared it wouldn’t be what i needed to sooth
my doubts and worries
hoes and blunts
hoes and blunts
hoes and blunts b-tch make it blurry
hit me early
i miss that ignorance
but the difference
between me and you
is i live with it
even though it hurt
i’m talking bout the earth
and memories
of the people long gone who promised that they would never leave
some try to conquer the world effortlessly
i told them please
how can you own this world when your life’s on lease?

[verse 3]

rest in peace to the n-ggas in pieces
b-tches deceased them
itching to leave em
digging for a reason
to get up and go, dig gold, where the wine flow
picture a heathen
making a promise, swearing they honest, to a god they don’t believe in
how the f-ck you believe him?
same question they ask a believer!
some n-ggas get head in the churches
after a sermon
the real performance is behind the curtains
same person learning, same person lurking
working, say a blessing get to cursing
flirting with everything un-certain
running from hurting
from ny to berlin keep it urban
soul yearning for learning
pockets yearning for earnings
heart burning for a permanent
place in another one
love
no bubble gum
because u cud take a hundred suns
and put them beside the love of your life
i promise a hundred of them would be cold as ice

- roble regal

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