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letra de sematary mix for slash pile radio "it hurts me" - sematary

you don’t really understand the importance but
sometimes when i drive through these streets at night
i could smell the pain of all these people living in here
i could smell how these people are trapped in their lives, their day to day lives
they don’t see much
sometimes they get lost in it, other times they just, they just feel lost
i could feel that pain like coming from these trees, thesе houses
i could feel that pain and it hurts me to think that i live such a balancеd life
all these people going to work going to pray on sunday’s
playing with their children
i never quite understand that
why anyone would choose to live that way?
that’s a stupid way to live
that’s a stupid, stupid, stupid way to live
see what people don’t understand is that
we choose to live like free, free, free people
you know, we choose to live like people should live
i don’t follow no roads on sunday
i don’t eat no pies on monday
i don’t play no games on tuesday
i don’t cry myself to sleep on wednesday
it’s all just, i don’t know, one long game, i guess you can call it
one long, long game

[intro: sematary]
haugh
haugh, haugh
haugh

[chorus: sematary]
since i been around, i been tryna get more gone
i might split your skull and i ain’t even off one
jeeper creeper truck ridin’ ’round at half dawn
lurking in the shadows, runnin’ ’round like chicken run
don’t care about sh-t, i will push on
all i see is orbs, i let the chaos come
never gave a f-ck, it’s still motherf-ck cops
put ’em in the earth where we all come from

[verse 1: sematary]
no drugs, no god, it’s over with, i’m pure now
all i see is orbs, swirlin’ all around
i hate this world, burn it all to the ground
when it’s all done, i’ll be turnt up in the ground
layin’ on the grass, try to let it all go now
claw my way out of h-ll, so i can bring you down
i can’t handle fake sh-t, so i can’t come around
never too young to die, you could die right now
[chorus: sematary & ghost mountain]
since i been around, i been tryna get more gone
i might split your skull and i ain’t even off one
jeeper creeper truck ridin’ ’round at half dawn
lurking in the shadows, runnin’ ’round like chicken run
don’t care about sh-t, i will push on
all i see is orbs, i let the chaos come
never gave a f-ck, it’s still motherf-ck cops (huhh)
put ’em in the earth where we all come from (huh, uh)

[verse 2: ghost mountain]
yeah, they can’t help me
i’ma throw myself in the black sea
forgot it all, f-ck it, time got nothin’ on me
break your skull like red, creep away, i’m free
don’t feel nice, don’t sleep good
bat with the nails, we comin’ from the dark woods
lame sh-t, you got it all from me years ago
f-ck life, take me, as above, so below
see the orbs in the night, come take me
sick forever, got lost in the cemetery
i want wind to blow, glow, make me cold again
try hard, we gon’ be nothin’ in the end
quit the sus sh-t, f-ck apologists
i’m a sh-ll host, a seraphim in the mist
haunted mound, buried together
all gone, new dawn, all better
[chorus: sematary & ghost mountain]
since i been around, i been tryna get more gone
i might split your skull and i ain’t even off one
jeeper creeper truck ridin’ ’round at half dawn
lurking in the shadows, runnin’ ’round like chicken run
don’t care about sh-t, i will push on
all i see is orbs, i let the chaos come (uh, huh)
never gave a f-ck, it’s still motherf-ck cops (huh)
put ’em in the earth where we all come from (huh)

[outro: ghost mountain]
where we all come from
where we all come from
where we all come from
where we all come from

[hook]
i ride like young heavy, b-tch i gucci ball
rolex can’t take me cause i f-ck it off
these n-ggas dont see me, b-tch i do it all
i ride around with that nina, that nina black and lil chrome thing
i ride like young heavy, b-tch i gucci ball
rolex can’t take me cause i f-ck it off
these n-ggas dont see me, b-tch i do it all
i ride around with that nina, that nina black and lil chrome thing

[verse 1: lil trav]
i roll up good kushy, swisher sweet like cookies
i’m d-gg-n hoes like snoopy, lil virgin hoes, they rookies
rah, all the hoes on me
sicko mobb, skee, bop all day with lil pouncey
drink patron with lil corey
my team, we got burberry, broke ass people can’t stand me flee
robins jeans wit’ a lil louie, gucci made from italy
[?]

[intro]
see me walking in the night, skinwalker
see me riding with the knives, grim reaper
you’ll be running for your life, motherf-cker
see me dancing in the night

[chorus]
see me walking in the night, skinwalker
see me riding with the knives, grim reaper
you’ll be running for your life, motherf-cker
see me dancing in the night with my chainsaw
i’m a skinwalker
i’m a skinwalker
i’m a skinwalker
you know i’m a skinwalker

[verse]
sometimes the sun shines but it feels bad
haunted mound, grave man keep a spiked bat
all i rock is true religion and affliction
turning up, we’re all gone in the end
they might k!ll me, i will f-cking rise again
f-ck the whole d-mn world, don’t wanna be friends
sh-t i think i’ma start getting high again
i feel like woody in the trash can
call the sun witch up on ghost mountain
black hoods [?], feel our wrath
[?], carve skins and coup de grace’s
skin his b-tch alive, i know how to do that

[intro: soulja boy]
swag
no instruments
y’all ready know n-gga
cash everywhere
sushi, truck

[verse 1: soulja boy]
forty million salary, just like the nba
all white everything like i’m in the kkk
came with the throwaway, no instruments, i’m swimming
young soulja boy gives a f-ck, i keep it pimping
hate on me, shootin’ at my enemies
ridin’ down ocean drive and agoff is with me
[?] ’til it’s empty, looking like i’m on it
everywhere i go, splash cash like i want it
f-ck what you heard, on my turf, that’s the west side
i came out the ground just like the oil
n-ggas don’t want that motherf-cking turmoil
five hit your necklace, tell the hoes respect the clique
ocean gang 2012, i’m splashh
what the f-ck you heard?
came with that cash, bro, money on my chain, bro
easy, everywhere is easy
yellow diamond bezel, make that sh-t look easy
i’m freezing, i’m frozen, third eye open
came with the forty clip like i ‘posed to
on your sister while my face on the poster
got swag on my shoulder, that case hits, you’re gone

[hook: soulja boy]
hustler, hustling, juugin’, juugin’
workin’, workin’, movin’, movin’
soulja, agoff, soulja, ocean
hustlin’, movin’, juugin’, juugin’

[verse 2: soulja boy]
i came with the master plan, forty racks to understand
young soulja boy, god d-mn, man, i been the man
been a fan, yeah, i know you like this
yeah, i know i’m iced up, try to get like us
it don’t even matter, i be posted up by the lake
hollow-tips penetrate, don’t make me demonstrate
god d-mn, i been on this cat, kim k
god d-mn, i been on the track
boy, you late
god d-mn, it’s agoff, go ahead and take off
don’t want a n-gga to cook the [?]
god d-mn, the [?]
just like a horse shoe, i’m on you
young soulja boy came out just like forty-two

[verse 3: agoff]
agoff ain’t gotta prove sh-t, i hustle hard
i don’t got to talk about the money ’cause i got it boy
five star general, ocean gang got the money n-ggas can’t f-ck with
now i’m on some other sh-t
cali life, live it, hustle everyday
do this sh-t, b-tch is pimping
man, i’m from a whole ‘nother motherf-ckin’ dimension
came out that water and don’t even got a mention
b-tches on my d-ck and sh-t
i don’t give a f-ck them n-gga, talkin’ hittin’ l!cks and sh-t
b-tch, i still buy the zip, ride alright until the end

[hook: soulja boy]
hustler, hustling, juugin’, juugin’
workin’, workin’, movin’, movin’
soulja, agoff, soulja, ocean
hustlin’, movin’, juugin’, juugin’

[outro: soulja boy]
i came with the master plan, forty racks to understand
young soulja boy, god d-mn, man, i been the man
been a fan, yeah, i know you like this
yeah, i know i’m iced up, try to get like us
agoff, no instruments, no instruments
lil keis is filthy rich
soulja boy got fifty bricks (lil keis on the beat, boy)
no instruments

[chorus: gucci mane]
everybody know i got a sack man
i got the whole hood shoppin’ when the pack in
you never mix business with new friends
all black benz you can call me pacman
everybody know i got a sack man
i got the whole hood shoppin’ when the pack in
you never mix business with new friends
all black benz you can call me pacman

[verse 1: gucci mane]
i’m the pacman, but it’s not adam jones
b-tch it’s gucci mane, double cup my styrofoam
i’m on it like i want it, i make you think your house was haunted
i got blocks, plus everybody in here want it
me and waka flock, come from the block, stright drop a whole block
chop it up to serve the block, call it hip hop
pacman with bags of loud, and bags of kush i’m bunkin’
i just got about fifty in, i broke them down to onions
i’m servin’, i’m splurgin’, you snitchin’, you workin’
i drop off, on purpose, your cook ups, are worthless
i’m searchin’, goons lurkin’, you jerkin’, i’m turfin’
i just got the pack in, so call me to purchase, gucci

[verse 2: waka flocka flame]
25 to 10, 9 and the .45 on me
i don’t need no colt, do it by my lonely
cb4 gangstas, man they so gusto
24/7, all i do is hustle
old folks in the hood callin’ me man
double cup, styrofoam, i sip lean man
straight slow sippin’, man my finger itchin’
i’ve been rappin’ for three years, man i need a mission
them boys on that grove st., man they trappin’ hard
hit the club, fifty deep, f-ck a bodyguard
they say waka flocka always startin’ riots, get money gut, motherf-ck a diet

[?]

[chorus]
nascar
500 raceway
ak, diamond blunts, lonely
nascar
500 raceway
aks, diamond blunts, lonely
nascar
500 raceway
aks, diamond blunts, lonely
nascar
500 raceway
ak, diamond blunts, lonely
nascar
500 raceway
aks, diamond blunts, lonely
nascar
500 raceway
aks, diamond blunts, lonely

[verse]
nascar, fast car, earnhardt (skuu, skrrt)
pull up, push to start, push to start (skrrt, skrrt)
ride ’round town, flip phones all around (what? brr, okay)
trap money, b-tch trap money hoe (what?)
kick her out, man ride ’round town (what?)
10 blunts up, guns up
my dead funds low (skuu)
pink guns up
rob a thot man (bop)
rob a thot now (grrah)
rob a thot later
get money man
riding on gators (skuu)
riding on [?] (skrrt)
man i’m counting up paper (what?)
counting up chips (okay)
with my [?] ghetto witch
go hit l!cks (bop, bop, bop)
flip phones on me gold t–th, shining (skuu)
raceway, i’m flying, flying

[chorus]
nascar
500 raceway
ak, diamond blunts, lonely
nascar
500 raceway
aks, diamond blunts, lonely
nascar
500 raceway
aks, diamond blunts, lonely
nascar
500 raceway
aks, diamond blunts, lonely
nascar
fast car (lonely)
nascar
fast car (diamond blunts, lonely)
nascar
400 raceway
aks, diamond blunts, lonely

[instrumental]

[chorus: drake]
i know way too many people here right now
that i didn’t know last year—who the f-ck are y’all?
i swear it feels like the last few nights
we’ve been everywhere and back
but i just can’t remember it all
what am i doing? what am i doing?
oh yeah, that’s right—i’m doing me, i’m doing me
i’m living life right now, man
and this what i’ma do ’til it’s over, ’til it’s over
but it’s far from over
’til it’s over, ’til it’s over
but it’s far from over

[verse 1: drake]
bottles on me, long as someone drink it
never drop the ball, f-ck are y’all thinking?
making sure the young money ship is never sinking
about to set it off in this b-tch, jada pinkett
i shouldn’t have drove, tell me how i’m getting home
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i could teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
i swear this life is like the sweetest thing i’ve ever known
about to go thriller, mike jackson on these n-ggas
all i need’s a f-cking red jacket with some zippers

[chorus: drake]
’til it’s over, ’til it’s over
but it’s far from over
and this what i’ma do ’til it’s over, ’til it’s over
but it’s far from over
’til it’s over, ’til it’s over
but it’s far from over
’til it’s over, ’til it’s over
but it’s far from over
’til it’s over

[instrumental]

[?]

[intro: & 21 savage]

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