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letra de the cell - verdugo

[verse 1]
trynna find my place in society
i’m trying to keep going on fighting
told myself i wouldn’t be a fighter
wouldn’t get into tough situations
can’t crawl out these problems like a spider
i tried to avoid the confrontations
‘fore i ended up burned with a lighter
by all of these freaking retarded caucasians
got into some stuff i couldn’t handle
cause to you i wan’ understandable
di’n know if i wanted to continue
went with life and had dreams to fulfill to
everyday i just write page after page
and wonder if i’m ever gonna stop
soon as i wake i write while in a daze
but i can’t cause my mind’s like bonaparte
it’s incred’bly infinitesimal
probably why i’m not a spectacle

[bridge]
i’m feeling lost in the modern day age
lock myself in my room like it’s a cage
i shove away the temptation and bait
so that i can focus and write all day

[chorus x2]
why’s the bait gotta be so temptating?
this is so frustrating
because i’m caged in this blazin prison
and my thoughts are racin as i’m pacin
bout this prison cell, this literal hell
that i put myself into for the lelz

[verse 2]
i’m glad i ain’t gotta girl that’s knocked up
glad my next big song ain’t bout pasta
you see all i do is spit these lyrics
til everyone hears it and starts fear’n it
i lace my next alb-m like tennis shoes
cause i’m in debt from cash, and credit too
don’t go! i’ll shut up in a minute two
i’m crazy cause my thoughts are missin’, too
write’n raps on the bus like it’s 8 mile
and i gotta sister or a child
could be true while i’m sittin in prison
where the feeling of kissin’s to distant
unless you wanna get raped then get shanked
i’m skinny as a plank, buff as a skank
for all i know i am the missing link
i’m talking bout the one from hyrule, man
somebody must be tempting me with steak
because i’m beginning to lose my brain

[verse 3]
my head’s lost, i think it rolled of the bed
but instead it’s sitting next to my meds
in the cabinet where anything happens
today there might be a fatal accident
tomorrow there’s gonna be an ax dent
on your can for gas and your writing hand
so you can’t write you cr-p lines on the can
you best flush down your toilet paper rhymes
cause your rhymes are cr-ppy and asinine
and they’ll never get better over time
i’m sitting in this prison just writing
waiting for my rhymes to get ignited
why’s that all i say is desensitized?
i might as well make fun of men in ties
my rhymes should be a bit more sanitized
so i can play them out loud all the time

[bridge]
i’m feeling lost in the modern day age
lock myself in my room like it’s a cage
i shove away the temptation and bait
so that i can focus and write all day

[outro]
the cell, the cell, the cell
i’m going crazy up in here, up in the cell! (the cell, the cell!)
welcome to the monster ep!

- verdugo

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