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letra de 500 days of summer (losing faith in self) - speed on the beat

[verse one: speed on the beat]
men’re told, work drink sleep repeat…
slap hoes, sn-tch clothes, don’t clean, leave that sheet
k!ll things, burn it, call ’em hoes, call ’em tricks
k!ll some more, slap a b-tch, go shower, rinse repeat
murder flows, do dope, don’t emote unless it’s happy things
even then, no h0m- is the norm in faux macho society
it’s been this way, and as our culture matures
and evolves, it seems some common sense’s been left on the floor
and like manure, we avoid it, not trying to preach
but i’m sure that i’m not the only one tired of the mistreat–
…ment from established norms, and archaic types of things
if we followed all of them, blacks would still be lower than this
or we’d be telling our own daughters be a female dog…
but life’s a b-tch we don’t need another one
see?! there’s that word again, b-tch b-tch b-tch
i hate it, but it rolls off the tongue so d-mn sl1ck (but check this)

[hook: speed on the beat]
i’m just looking for my 500 days of summer
trying to make it sunny before the world takes me under
anyway i can make it i’ma take it won’t even wonder
as long as i can help i know i’ll be the one son… (x2)

[verse two: speed on the beat]
i’m not perfect, but i’m working on myself
praying to whoever hears me i can use my life to help
i’m a born sinner…i’m not the religious type
but i’m praying for a way to slice through bs, i need the knife
i need the night to heal you, l1ck your wounds and reveal too
much of myself and hope you won’t reveal to
be a shadow of what i’m trying to remove from the world…
can’t heal all, but i can aid to infect some with the fight//
those who’d rather use their stance to k!ll things…
d-mn, do i need to tell you again, that i’m a king?
i’m speaking on things most are afraid to talk on
or if they do, they’re all cheddar or provolone
i’m trying to be as honest as a pinky swear
between two carefree children with nappy hair in 1992
why 92? think about it, recall another king
can we all get along? if we evolve? maybe…

[hook]

[verse three: speed on the beat]
controversy is me, f-ck your main stream
if i’ve got to channel through the underground to reach land, aight by me
i just want to make sure that…man…f-ck this…

[backmasked outro]

- speed on the beat

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