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letra de theresa may - siru

[intro]
[?] tagging up stones can’t wait ’til i cross this border
i’m breaking slabs, came from a stolen phone and a quarter
i’ve robbed and taxed so many that i can’t answer a private caller

[verse]
you ain’t got raided in the trap, had to run for a part
tripping over [?] cause he had to run for the dark
’cause your lungs get weak and you start to wheeze
overdrive your lungs and heart
almost lost your life from a gun or a knife
getting drawn from a pouch as you’re watching time
if you don’t draw out a gun or a knife
i swear to god you better run for your life
[?] you have two lines, told her one’s for my weed and one’s for my life
little did she know that on that phone was a thousand cats for dark and light
you idiot (you idiot), you can’t swing two ways on a tightrope
how you gonna open up your eyes with your mind closed
better off tryna find light for a blind folk
i can’t take back what i’ve committed
it’s written in the stone like hieroglyphics
i swear she complained ’bout the life i’m living
’til she heard my ring-tones three times a minute
yeah i took that ten rack loss on the chin but i’ll make it back from the [?] supply
i made my t-house pump so much you would’ve thought i put lungs inside
t-house flamed so i swapped rotation
i was in o so i missed probation
three man counting twenty grand, lost five racks from a bad location
i said touch pen not biro, bun that bridge ’cause i don’t write statements
if you live then you must die [?], best go sit in your cell with patience
f-ck that snitch, loose lips sink ships, rudeboy i ain’t that dumb
i’ve been through sh-t, robbed me two three bricks
look at the man i’ve become
now with blacked out tools got backed out
told bro back down, things got blacked out
bring a pack out then it gets whacked out
tell her don’t bring no wh-r-s to the traphouse
see i got two hands and a candle thinking out loud how i’m gonna prevent this
’cause i’m chilling in a house with so much dark you would’ve thought i cut the electrics
do you find it weird how one’s my race the other’s another complexion
’cause i’m sitting in a house with theresa may you would’ve thought that i won the election
see i got two hands and a candle thinking out loud how i’m gonna prevent this
’cause i’m chilling in a house with so much dark you woulda thought that i cut the electrics
do you find it weird how one’s my race the other’s another complexion
’cause i’m sitting in a house with theresa may you woulda thought that i won the election
all i need is gloves, a mask, a tight durag or a bally
i’m tryna leave that scene white chalk, the scoreboard just got added a tally
all i need is gloves, a mask, a tight durag or a bally
i’m tryna leave that scene white chalk, the scoreboard just got added a tally

[outro]
theresa
may

- siru

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