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letra de flaws - sarod

east
hustle
ey
uh

i could show you how to leave
‘look, i’m out.’
put the g’s on the couch
turn a p[ound] to a house
i can trust n0body— no doubts
so my girl be a snake and my dawg be a mouse
they could say a lot of ‘this’, lot of ‘that’ —
but they saw me on the street
i ain’t neva hear a sound
from the 8th, to the q, to the ounce
run a sack like cleveland (& i don’t mean the browns)

& finally the king has awoken..
i swing with the sword, with the words that i’ve spoken..
& life was a game, till you ran out of tokens..
& tried to get inside but the shop wasn’t open…

[i’ll] do this till i’m [] and i’m old
and i can’t even move, but my hеads still intact
& my hand isn’t broken
[i] turn back in forth, k!lling n-ggas in my sleep
cause they don’t likе to see me win
& they don’t like it when i’m focused

i’m so blessed everyday was the day
good with the bad i was making the way
they didn’t practice, they laid on the mattress
we cannot compare what we do in a day

reminding you i ain’t cool with the praise
i say how i feel, i ain’t good with the phrase
they say what they know
but i am what i say
don’t want to get dark, man, the light was the way

came out the mud like i came out the grave
the rap
everybody was wildin, now, all them behave
so we’re the new predators: they are the prey
& i heard they led me to you— are the prey
your mind is a mess and your soul’s out of place
you not a g, boy. you sleep with a napkin
it’s sad how you ran
holdin her captive
now you ain’t sh-t, just a slave on the loose
with n0body to live for and nothing to do
came by yourself, couldn’t deal for yourself
cause there’s no one to lose and there’s nothing to prove
this for the world and the homeless and food that we keep
throwing away like it’s fun to be foo’
sh-t, i was just takin my steps on the school — and the first thing
they buy is a gun and a blue
because where i’m from they’ll run up on your shoes
they don’t care if they fake, n-ggas wearing’ them too

beam that is red, that i put on his head

i could show you how to leave
‘look, i’m out.’
couple the g’s on the couch
turn a p[ound] to a house
i can trust n0body— no doubts
so my girl be a snake and my dawg be a mouse
they could say a lot of ‘this’, lot of ‘that’ —
but they saw me on the street
i ain’t neva hear a sound
from the 8th, to the q, to the ounce
run a sack like cleveland (& i don’t mean the browns)

- sarod

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