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letra de 665 - spit syndicate

[verse 1: nick lupi]
leaning with my demons, i been beasting on my way
on my head i got that mark, that mean i’m only one away
we call that six-six-five, got that glint up in my
eye, it must be why
these strange things happen, am i going round a bend?
now and then i see strangers in the mirrors every house that i’m in
she know i’m mixing, but she loves just how it blends
before it’s even started, i can tell just how this ends, i swear that
every hour spent’s simply sixty-minutes lost, lost, lost
will i get that knock, knock, knock, or wait for it like dot, dot, dot
filling up my cup and what not, feeling like i’ve lost the plot
i mean i’m out here on my knees, can’t see the forest for the trees
if i could burn it to the ground i’d burn it, yeah, i’d burn it
but it’s always growing back every time i turn around
i said i’ll burn it to the ground, you heard it, what’s that sound?
the soundtrack to going up, yet somehow slipping further down
we call that

[chorus: kai]
six-six-five, i’m only one away
i could go either way, just keep my number saved
as six-six-five
better the devil you know
sitting at six-six-five, i’m only one away
i could go either way, just keep my number saved
as six-six-five
better the devil you know

[verse 2: kai]
i am not tryna be pop, i am not tryna be street
i am not tryna be cool, i am just tryna be me
but being me sometimes is f-cked, my brain don’t work properly
i got ideas in my head and, well, they just shouldn’t be
mama’s little abomination, high and low combination
and feeling twisted start to take a grip on the conversation
air heavy with suggestions, looking like why you waiting
for a sign from some f-cking god that you’re forsaken
and i could leave this halo on my head with my clothes at foot of the bed
add another notch to the number like my body was red
wake with my head like coyote ugly
i’m like “i’ll call,” but for now i gotta hit the run-a-way
and fly back to somebody who think ’bout me all night
come home to somebody who wanna believe that lie
but i can’t be that guy, so just believe what will be
will be, but for now i’m only six-six…

[chorus (condensed): kai]
six-six-five, i’m only one away
i could go either way, just keep my number saved
as six-six-five
better the devil you know
sitting at
sitting at

[verse 3: jimmy nice]
we’ve got everything you need, under lock and under key
when you find it hard to breathe, guaranteed to set you free
when your only compet-tion is your very own team
running through a lucid dream, lemme shut this f-cker down
i’ve been alone but never lonely, i’m the only child i be the chosen one
when i get in, get on; get a little bit of wind behind me i’m f-cking out
i ain’t the one i make believe baby these are my wars i need to overcome
my homie came over and showed me some things he’d written down
as we headed to where it’s quiet i offered my undivided
he turned to me like “you like it?”, i loved it but chose to hide it
you see we’re in this game of hip-hop where pride’ll make you a liar
but truth be told he made me question the way i write it
i’m at

[chorus: kai (jimmy nice)]
six-six-five (one day, one day), i’m only one away
i could go either way, just keep my number saved
as six-six-five
better the devil you know
sitting at six-six-five, i’m only one away
i could go either way, just keep my number saved
as six-six-five
better the devil you know

- spit syndicate

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