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letra de where has the time gone - the shady bunch

where has the time gone – the shady bunch –

[verse 1: ed rem]
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sweating like i’m popping molly watching cops
mazel tov, in the parking lot eating häagen-dazs
turtle race, i’m a b-rabbit to these poppa docs
top it off, meet me at the bottom of the sea
where i teach you i’m the wizard harry potter couldn’t be
yo the opposite of me is under pressure
cold flow, got’em calling me ed sweatshirt
buying doris, fresh scented leopard, got it shipped from the desert (hey!)
how that possible? cross phenomenal obstacles
plotting something methodical, my follicles are optimal (great hair)
my -rs-nal remarkable (stay scared) cross oceans hoping that them token omens ain’t there
got the potion to provoke emotions hold it right here
i strike fear, and 9 beers give me a buzz lightyear
light years ahead of my peers
appears my dear friend louis doing his sh-tty music so i let him sing the hook…

[hook: louieshades]
oh god..
where has all the time gone?
where has all the time gone?
in my young life,young life
with gun fire
um i, um i just dont know
but i know, i know that, i know that
i’m gon’ live life ’til my time’s up

[verse 2: louieshades]
close ya eyes, and feel the music like u ray charles
only motivated with a purpose just to save art
separate myself, holdin’ down the sp-ce bar
tryna’ reach a milli for i reach a f-ckin’ a graveyard
wait. nah sorry f-ck it im on one
i do this just to inspire, but if money come then we ballin’
regardless, its f-ck the system, i told u i’m independent
i’m just tryna meet wit jay for i meet the one up in heaven
if i make it, i pray that he wait and the gate’l open for me
disrespect my brother probly crack you with a broken forty
rather lie to feds, then be lying in a cell
need bars to hold me back, i’m like a lion in a cell..
with my music, but still they tryna’ question what i’m doing
and every parent got a problem with the life that im pursuing
cause im living in the burbs and im not a f-ckin’ doctor
or a f-ckin orthadonist or a country club golfer
but i don’t talk, i let my music let it speak for itself
all i need is headphones, to be peaceful in h-ll
and im the realest motherf-cker that u probly never heard of, right?
lyrics got u thinking like you’re sipping on a dirty sprite
what if i done told u i set fire to fire?
like i took potential talent, and used it all to inspire
think about it, cause we are not the same, i’m an outsider
(you’d)probably call me crazy, while i call u mrs. doubt fire

[hook: louieshades]

- the shady bunch

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