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letra de zol - the homie teez

[chorus]
tryna feed us drugs on a daily basis
tryna k!ll a nation that we tryna build
tryna get us working on the field again
tryna make us slaves
tryna k!ll us but we’d rather k!ll one another
f-ck a brother just another n-gga
i get to poppin if he talking i ain’t scared of sh-t
i ain’t scared of nothing, tell the judge that i will never snitch
but if i ain’t take a pull
[hook]
i don’t want your zol
(i don’t want your zol no) (x4)

[verse 1]
shut my eyes feel my body go through a stream
oesophegus squeasing , any breathing causing a squeak
through my throat, i feel the choke my body scream
from inside but the raw could awaken the oversea
i mean i know i got vision but who’s there to oversee my route to success and ensure that it’s not a
dream
ensure me that i’m the best
ensure me that i’m the king
whenever i’m feeling pressed ensure me i will be free
whenever i feel infested ensure me i won’t decease
only person ever had my back was the homie t–z
never met my dad see
but i ain’t trippin off of that
if he was here he’d be
prolly holding me back
wouldn’t be who i am
so close to these cheques
smelling different budgets, surrounded by millionaires
oh yea we buzzing
tell thlogi si duma mad
i ain’t slept in a while
my uber been off the map so

[hook]
i don’t want your zol
(i don’t want your zol no) (x4)

[verse 2]
lost in the trap
while my brain is a mind map
how ironic
but i guess it’s not apparent with these anxiety attacks
i been sufferin
lately i just think too much about nothing
reminisce about myself in a different dimension
opening my third vision was never a real intention
but how can i live my life tryna follow the white system
meantime i’m a hypocrite tryna f-ck with white sisters
while the women of colour sayin that we actin different
saying that i been distant
i know i am but…
well what the h-ll did you thank?
running away from myself to a different land
of money, p-ssy, and drugs
you would reckon i am the man
you would reckon i am eminem
but never see that i am stan
standing outside your window with a h-lla evil plan
come to you in great depression and tell you all of these things like

[chorus]
tryna feed us drugs on a daily basis
tryna k!ll a nation that we tryna build
tryna get us working on the field again
tryna make us slaves
tryna k!ll us but we’d rather k!ll one another
f-ck a brother just another n-gga
i get to poppin if he talking i ain’t scared of sh-t
i ain’t scared of nothing, tell the judge that i will never snitch
but if i ain’t take a pull
i don’t want your zol
(i don’t want your zol no) (x4)

- the homie teez

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