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letra de frida kahlo - rory the rogue

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(the craft)
it is better that you should rush upon this blade than enter the circle with fear in your heart. how do you enter?

with perfect love and perfect trust

(verse 1)
pops been workin since 6
and that’s not when he started his shift
he pushin it, d-mn near 60
pray he live to meet my first kid
i pray that he still here with me
by then, tho he ain’t known to quit
he known for his words of wisdom
y’all just dig the game that he spit

he told me, “ponte las pilas
life ain’t cake, so better take charge
mi esposa, hermosa dio vida
and you know you left her with scars
i got mine, tienes tuyas
but use them as strength and go far
eres mijo, un rey
así que, hold nothing back in your art”

took my scars and took my past
convinced myself i’m perfect
painting pictures on my casts
i’m broken but i’m working
been through h-ll and made it back
i wonder if you heard it
if you think you know me, man
y’all barely scratched the surface

my dopamine be mad f-cked
and i’m diagnosed bipolar
yea my dough be mad up
but was happier when broker
i just ring my dad up
he say “mijo what i told ya
life is yo’ blank canvas
paint a picture for ’em won’t ya”

(hook)
frida kahlo
frida kahlo
frida kahlo
like like like frida kahlo
frida kahlo
frida kahlo

(verse 2)
i could
make em tear w these brush strokes
tell a thousand stories in one
do with ease what y’all just don’t
in an art as old as the sun
bringing my new perspective
to it, doing well what i love
out my face, out my studio
by the time this b-tterfly done

i drank to drown all my sorrows
them d-mn things learned how to swim
doing laps as i dive in
to my next project, i sinned
to show god that i needed guidance
i couldn’t turn to my fiends
i go hand in hand with duality
so this loser learned how to win

p-ssion, pain, destruction
creation, all on my pallet
shaded in the heartache
with grief, and a lot of malice
cleaning off my brushes
and tell em it’s only practice
‘nother shot of liquor
with some poison in my chalice

my 30×40
need some colors i been missing
like some green for happy
trees, two lovers in the distance
shades of red and yellow
make em dance and get em twisted
i’m lying in a bed of fire
now you see my vision

(hook)
frida kahlo
frida kahlo
frida kahlo
like like like frida kahlo
frida kahlo
frida kahlo

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