letra de rumi's dance - shalco
it’s been almost seven months now since the death of a young woman in police custody
sparked the biggest anti-regime protests in iran
deliberate poisoning of hundreds of schoolgirls
refusal to stop dancing led her into exile
dancin’
movin’
goin’
stupid
dancin’
movin’
goin’
stupid
dancin’
movin’
goin’
stupid
dancin’
movin’
goin’
stupid
three, five, fifty sum
we getting millies son
sh-t can’t buy me bubblegum i’m feeling silly son (so silly)
really it’s really something (vay naghi)
in my feelings feel like k!lling something
officer, who do i call? i caught one of you stealing something
can’t tell me, can’t tell me sh-t, uh
i do not care what you think, uh
i do not care what you say, uh
somebody catching a stray, uh, uh (okay)
you can’t tell me sh-t, uh
saint laurent hypocrite lens
mr. mullah you driving a benz, uh (okay)
while people, they diving in bins
ooh, i might just f-ck up my mood, uh
i might just break out a tool, uh
sticks and stones and bl!cks ain’t sh-t
when you ain’t got sh-t to lose, uh
i might just roll up the flag, yeah (flag)
smoke it and do a little dance, yeah
smoke it and do a lil (somebody catching a stray)
three, five, fifty sum
we getting millies son
sh-t can’t buy me bubblegum i’m feeling silly son (so silly)
really it’s really something (vay naghi)
in my feelings feel like k!lling something
you know, in my 67 years of life
i’ve never met a gardener that poisons his own flowers
poison the flowers
i threw a wish in the fountain
i’ma need that sh-t back, though
i’ma go back in an hour
all of this money is worthless
cleric’s b-tch got a birkin (bag)
new titties, she put work in
and on the gram, she be twerking (ah mashallah)
but whoa
daughter’s brand new porsche (huh)
got it from the lord (huh)
the lord took it from me
so now i’m taking more (gimme that)
just g checked the cleric
there’s things he can’t afford
i didn’t break in his house
god opened this door
three, five, fifty sum
we getting millies son (millies son)
sh-t can’t buy me bubblegum i’m feeling silly son (so silly)
really it’s really something (vay naghi)
in my feelings feel like k!lling something
officer, who do i call? i caught one of you stealing something (vay naghi)
dancin’
movin’
goin’
stupid
dancin’
movin’
bros h-llo kitty’s biggest opp
bullets on the rhythm and then we drop
god used to be ours
who gave you the power
poison only flowers that he’s got
vay naghi
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