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letra de trenchcoats - skyway

[verse 1: rufat]
heaven don’t exist, h-ll is right here where i stand
trying to find a place but i’m fine just where i am
at the top of every list that would be dandy and just grand
this money trying to make it all like china and j-pan
god-mn, what you came for, with your cape on?
where you roam ain’t a safezone, get your brains blown
watch your tone when you say something we can take wrong
where i’m from any d-mn thing will get you banged on
feeling cozy, listening to oldies
otis in the background, breaking down a c0ke key
‘fin to hit the highway, ducking all the police
thoughts of getting caught, so i wash them with some codine
travel through the pestilence, i’m trying to find the exodus
out of this life we glorify and all of the sh-t we represent
until i find a better way, don’t try to spit your common sense
i’m going where i need to go, without a sec to second guess

[hook: wyss]
i don’t care, about who you know
i don’t care, wherever you go
don’t worry about me, just do what you want
and i won’t care, as long as you think about me
i’ll just go where i go, i’ll just do what i want
life is only so long
i don’t care, as long as you know who i feel

[verse 2: rufat]
the underworld, it’ll creep under you
regretting every move like its something that you want to do
the end, that’s what the world’s coming to
we don’t give a d-mn let that motherf-cker burn
let it sizzle, treat it like a rental
your purpose accidental when you placed up in that ghetto
yeah, life’s a b-tch and you stuck up in that kennel
she act just like a pitbull, that’s really temperamental
nah, this ain’t your average canine
she’ll hand out different sentences for the same crime
based up on your skin tone and if you bid high
she’ll pull the plug and push the b-tton at the same time
so cancel my subscription, i don’t trust in your religion
your phony politicians and your reverend’s not a christian
he’s probably just a h0m-phobe with h0m-s-xual issues
i’m all for peace and love but never run without a pistol, bang

[hook]

[bridge]
now i want my life back
once it picks you up
knuckle up and fight back
once it picks you up
once it picks you up

[verse 3: after the smoke]
only knowing what a sinner knows
patting down my winter coat
standing in a blizzard, spitting o’s while i’m kicking snow
cough syrup, sip it slow
godd-mn i’m feeling bold
down still in the pillow, ice is tailored in the centerfold
pow, pow, get down, leave a brain missing
ambition got us dodging, would you pimp the same system?
now they talking about nothing, while the rich can stay b-tching
while the poor can stay hungry, hey i’m trying to pay tuition
frisky dingo, counting singles, got me stressing
crashing like a cymbal, now he’s on his way to heaven
he was born in ’87, too young to be kicking buckets
we swallowing them problems you probably couldn’t stomach
tough questions, asked by the children of rebellion
i hope that we made progress, i wish that i could tell them that
that crack is not that business, and wisdom i could sell them
and they falling over dizzy and we busy being felons, n-gga

- skyway

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