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letra de cold kiss - skyzoo & the other guys

[intro]
what do you want, franklin? how do you want this to end?
i want my money back. i wanna marry v, wanna have this baby
i want the life i was so close to having, i could taste it until that motherf-cker teddy ripped it away, that’s what i want
it ever occur to you this is exactly what teddy wants? for us to wipe each other out so he doesn’t have to?
just like they used to do with the house and the field negros and the white and the darkskin, we destroy ourselves for them
we did this sh-t the last time i said i was done with this
i got a little morе to say before i go and get what’s minе though
yo

[verse 1]
growin’ up in the hood, yeah, boy, 1984
when every celebrity nose was buried under raw
my instinct was take what they neglected of us all
add soda and cook up this embezzlement of ours
could it be that? when they looked at us and said, “we don’t need that”
i was tryna echo out the bass like feedback
prayed after that first date opportunity’d reach back
marryin’ that queen made me king of the g-packs
but marriage came with a view that i never foreseen
i chose faith over proof ’cause you adored me
and off of that cherishin’, weight and water measurin’
got the fire pit from the stove as my inheritance
seated in the front, i accepted my finale
as long as you don’t leave my side throughout this rally
we seventy mil happy, seventy-three to be exact
enough to make your blood draw blood like, “where that re-up at”?
so why would i not run it the same?
when i was a missed call and a pot fumble away
from my block stayin’ the same as us who took up the vacancy
but havin’ the heart to fall in love brought out the hate in me
they say you can’t take none of this money with you
but neither can you take all ’em vows that you commit to
and so my only issue is slowin’ down this idle time
the flame under the pot is this little light of mine
shine with it, f-ck waitin’, i’m as patient as divine intervention/
coke clean as my momma dishes
coke clean as my intentions off of this carpentry
bakin’ soda messiah, cocoa leaf garden me
and with god as a witness, survived the middle passage
but it’s a different storm fightin’ semi-automatics
money in the mattress, work underneath it
they’re each other’s keeper, brothers like me and lee is
funny how you ain’t related, but you played it
like if we was blood, word to your blood and how you gave it
they say to raise a one of one, it take villages
but loyalty was up for sale in my lineage
got it out the dirt like a stick in the mud
makin’ way for a rose to grow to be bigger than us
learned firsthand how water can be thicker than blood
and me turnin’ that into wine brought division to us
now it’s f-ck family, because anytime that i trust family
they reach right up over my trust to underhand me
they reach when they know i’m in front to play the canopy
and shelter all y’all that i love for y’all’s sanity
[chorus]
huh, so now my kiss sweet as a taboo
as cold as your betrayal when you ain’t have to, huh
and every bullet loaded for when i pass through
with my intentions written on ’em like tattoos
ha, my kiss sweet as a taboo
as cold as your betrayal when you ain’t have to
and every bullet loaded for when i pass through
with my intentions written on ’em like tattoos

[interlude]
(remember when i told you)
listen, i never did nothin’ to any of y’all
i did everythin’ for y’all
i did nothin’ to y’all, right
so i’ma do a couple of these, wrap this thing up
wrap this record up and i’ma get back to y’all business and i swear it’s gon’ be what it need to be

[verse 2]
p-ssin’ on the roses that you grew
out the concrete on account of all the coke that i threw
to you and yours, meanin’ me and mine
bleedin’ from the same family tree and i’m puzzled at your jigsaw piece of mind
we was fine, sh-t was in shambles but how i be with mine
made sure y’all felt no parts of that redesign
biggest seat at the table for the one with no age
and stuck on a stage where you dream that nothing’ll change
but it always do, the game is the game and it all plays through
and what you paint is how they gon’ frame you
my first sketch was proof that i ain’t know who y’all was
and now i’m dippin’ my paintbrush in both of y’all blood
and yet, may the imagery around it be serene
may it happen as quick as how you found your way from me
all i did was give you vision and purpose and bigger endings
but you thought hittin’ reverse for your independence was worth the drive
i told you to lean the seat when we first would ride
the curtains draw and they don’t come with rehearsal times
but me caterin’ to y’all is what hurt your pride?
then let your ego serve you, baby
i turned you, baby, yo, i took you off the porch
and you took my spirit and shook it to a corpse
and i was lookin’ for remorse and never would believe
the cost would have y’all second-guessin’ the regime
and then you left it up to me
and without these gloves, i shoot first, shoot last, ask questions in between
i mean, i wrote “bodies,” then i went and caught some more
with all of your so-called muscle across the floor, huh
tryna pull a plug made you brave enough to walk near us
i’ve got the right plug for you, meet the pallbearer, huh
you dug a hole and put your morals in it
and your shovel was a facade until i caught you with it
payback is a pitbull wearin’ a chain collar
’cause yo, i gave you understandin’ like i gave you product
so now y’all can understand what y’all headed towards
and whether with money or blood, sh-t will definitely cost, game time
[outro]
a drive-by shooting with a strange twist has left one man dead and three others wounded in south central, los angeles
at least ten rounds were fired at the group from a stretch limousine
it happened just before midnight in the 200 block of west 47th place
the man k!lled was nineteen years old
[?]
a young pregnant woman is the latest victim of gang violence tonight, hit by a bullet while standing in her kitchen
eight bullet holes mark the outside of this inglewood apartment building
one of those bullets last night ripped through this second-story window
well, i was in the room with my kids and i [?] could hear the gunshots like traveling and i hit the floor and took them to the farthest room from the house
the building is full of children and neighborhood parents are concerned that it might be their house

- skyzoo the other guys

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