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letra de breaking bad - tv torrance

[verse 1]
9:30, i’m sleeping, i’m snoring
you just dropped a song and it sounded so boring
i’mma need to clear my ears with a q tip and chlorine
it’s not that your music ain’t just for me, it’s so bad that it’s absolutely flooring
absolutely flooring, i’mma have to kick the door in
i’m finna get a foreign, then go out and whip the foreign
crash the foreign, shouldn’t floor it
then go put it right in storage
yuh, yuh, yuh
look, guess who’s back again
haven’t dropped in months they think i wouldn’t rap again
i’m off a weird project and ready for the radio so get to clapping hands
been seeing blurry lines like robin thicke gave me a compliment that was backhand
-ed, so now that i’m back wagwan
you must’ve missed a lot while i was gone
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
[chorus]
walter white how i’m breaking all these bads
mess with me, make the tape yellow like a taxi cab
lost soul standing there, look at crossroads
which path should i choose, what future will it hold
walter white how i’m breaking all these bads
mess with me, make the tape yellow like a taxi cab
lost soul standing there, look at crossroads
which path should i choose, what future will it hold

building abilities to the top of the ladder
and on the scene i’m ‘bout to burst like a full bladder
spent months k!lling beats saying no chatter
now torrance is back and they all want to chatter
when i put down the mic my career gonna be a art exhibit
changing sounds every project, every time i’m gonna k!ll it
new sound from friday night tapes, but i’m chillin
studying some dark art as i turn into a villain
they said turn the beat down, in your room the speakers too loud
but as far as i know i’m just rapping while sitting on a cloud
floating in the air, ascension to god level
but i wouldn’t be up there if i wasn’t god’s devil
you were going to mcdonald’s and praying on my downfall
yet i still stand tall like a town’s town hall

[chorus]
walter white how i’m breaking all these bads
mess with me, make the tape yellow like a taxi cab
lost soul standing there, look at crossroads
which path should i choose, what future will it hold
walter white how i’m breaking all these bads
mess with me, make the tape yellow like a taxi cab
lost soul standing there, look at crossroads
which path should i choose, what future will it hold
[verse 3]
you were going to mcdonald’s and praying on my downfall
yet i still stand tall like a town’s town hall
i’m just sitting here waiting for my town’s call
but i wanna move to la to my crown back on
i’mma make some songs with biggest rappers you done ever heard
but you gonna have to pay millions, you’d be debted nerd
for millions, ‘less you talk my bank account that’s a word i’ve never heard
welcome to the album
last project was the end of the sun
i was outrapping people when i was probably one
tell me how one man can be the devil and god’s son
welcome to the album
last project was the end of the sun
i was outrapping people when i was probably one
tell me how one man can be the devil and god’s son

- tv torrance

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