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letra de space - russ

[verse 1: russ]
and this that west coast, best smoke
ride around and blaze sh-t
dancing on the moon
as soon as i walk out my sp-ce ship
i make this
music for myself
so f-ck the fakeness
either you gon’ feel it
cause you’re real or you’re gon’ hate this
and my statement is my movement
i take it while you lose it
facilitating dreams in between being a student
and the shepard
converted she put every single record
and my good is always better than your best
so f-ck your efforts
i’m a young gun
gunnin’ for your spot motherf-cker
i’m the unsung, drumming at the top motherf-cker
’til i die still i rise above the evils
out in california steady lighting up the cheesel
reminiscing chains on the veins in the people
tryna end the pain in a world full of needles
temptation runs deep when the truth acts feeble
and these beats are my canvas and my mind is the easel motherf-cker

[verse 2: russ]
flight light, brights lights on the runway
rap dream, cash fiend
life on the one way
i sneak around with the devil every sunday
wrestle in the sheets as the beats freak to fungswae
we let the sun raise
energize the power
p-ss a couple blunts then we f-ck inside the shower
’til it’s time to go
i left my mind at home
i swear the world is always dressed up in designer clothes
but i’ma be a billionaire
yeah you can quote that
i’m about to blow off my lines call it c-ke-rap
i make the best beats, but everybody knows that
and i find my way without directions or a road map
so tell me where the hoes at
i feel like acting reckless
i’m feeding d-ck to tiffany, her man is eating breakfast
we floatin’ in that deep blues
see if something precious
and she’s trying on her necklace made of diamonds and resentment
god d-mn…

[verse 3: russ]
yeah, okay my name stayed the same
but these girls can’t refrain
from changing the way they call it
i’ma walk it like i talk it
’til the show’s over
i’m a f-cking alcoholic
’til the shows is over
and then i’m leavin’ in a bucket
but i push it like a benz
cause i’m breathing so let’s f-ck it
’til i get some mo ins
i’ma make a couple hits
then i hit the dealership
black car, yellow seats
ridin’ like a steeler b-tch
i feel the itch to renovate my life
separate the past with the gl-ss full of life
i might be living wrong
but it feels so right
i’m a ticking time bomb
and i’m blowing up tonight
cause trust me, i’ve been patient
6 years in the making
beats everyday since 9th grade in the bas-m-nt
got me jaded to my own sh-t
so i’m just faded tryin’ to own sh-t
groupies needed two of me
but i don’t have a clone, b-tch

[chorus: russ]
this can’t be real this feeling that i feel, yeah
but don’t you want it? don’t you wanna have it?
hanging in your face now you finally got to grab it
but i’m just me so how did i get this far? yeah
but don’t i want it? don’t i wanna have it?
hanging in my face now i finally got to grab it
this can’t be real this feeling that i feel, yeah
but don’t you want it? don’t you wanna have it?
hanging in your face now you finally got to grab it
but i’m just me so how did i get this far? yeah
but don’t i want it? don’t i wanna have it?
hanging in my face now i finally got to grab it
this can’t be real this feeling that i feel, yeah
but don’t you want it? don’t you wanna have it?
hanging in your face now you finally got to grab it
but i’m just me so how did i get this far? yeah
but don’t i want it? don’t i wanna have it?
hanging in my face now i finally got to grab it

[produced by russ]

- russ

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