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letra de sin city - shaq bruce

[intro]
check check
now listen

[verse 1]
i’m not the guy you want to bring to meet your parents
i’m not the guy that wants rings that mean marriage
committed to the music these bars are my life sentence
and behind em are just pain mixed with fear of being less than myself, used vices when advice just wouldn’t help
when n0body was around to hear me out
now i just charge it to the game and pray my chances don’t max out imma be on mtv making bands know that’s a promise
now i read rooms i don’t read comments
i bring bad luck likе comets, to be honest thеn i dash
like sonic, the broke college student eating ramen
still, the hoes do what i say like i’m simon life’s aligning
i’m in a better place without studying real estate
it’s all blended colours cause we all in the same race
i’ve seen too many fumble point fingers to save face
they jealous and we come from the same place
let’s talk about it

[chorus}
i come from a small place where people lose religion
i come from a small place where girls in competition
i come from a small place where people talk and listen
yeah they love to talk
they just love to talk
they love to break the news
[verse 2]
that’s why we on the same path but i’m in different shoes
my idols paved the way just to show me i could get it too
i’ve had too many people spit on me and leave residue
that’s why these days i’m just too busy, i don’t reschedule
they come for metal health like it ain’t medical like that’s cool
last time i tried to fit in i had acene back in high school
searching instrumentals something soulful i can write to
tryna focus on the music with distracts all around
guess being young and reckless is the most popular sound
but you’ve gotta grow up sometime
learn to grind with strained smiles
people judge your past like you really the same child
and make time for them to listen hoping you can talk loud
most of y’all be rapping for the money and the clout
soon enough you’ll all go ghost in awhile and throw towels
i’m everything you got on file if i’m on trial
i’ve been stacking bullsh-t in a pile, for real let’s talk about it

[chorus]

[outro]
aye yo f-ck this beat cause i can go accapella
i do this for the kid who dreamed of being on rockafella
i could lie to you and just say that i’m all better
but i’m still damaged goods, like hand me down, ripped sweaters, yeah i’m
going through all motions when bottles open
i’ve been closed off i guess i’m reaping what i’ve sewed then
you see the smile but it’s all sin
if cards are on the table i’m all in
my city screams my l’s and it gets quiet when i win
the baby boy he gets what he wants and i’m, him

- shaq bruce

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