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letra de black round bombs - versefield

[verse 1]
treated by life, i’m stuck in a momentum
laying all my thoughts on white pages
back to these days, dreaming about the continuum
i was a kid, couldn’t even make my laces
if i die tomorrow, will i see h-ll or paradise?
will i reborn on an unknown planet where the view is nice?
death is unpredictable, wearing a dress made of disruption
and i’m not that type of religious, so i rather take the third option
my mind is thick as f-ck, but i’m stronger than that
supporting it to beat my problems with a metal baseball-bat
getting out of my sleep, hearing the pistol poppin’
burstin’ my fears in my dreams ’cause reality is crooked
i wrote ”life” on a knife, criminal poet
taped it under my office, they’ll never get the poet
i keep the doors open for my people to share a moment
2 am, shutters closed ’cause the darkness is potent
i made my way between love and hatred like i’m moises
they know this, playing with elements like operas are playing with voices
keep dropping high notes, you’ll be voiceless
at least you won’t say sh-t about all my choices, uh

[hook 1]
so where we go, now ?
tell me where we go ? and how ?
i see you driving so fast
our galaxy is so vast
answer the questions i asked
so where we go, now?
black round bomb blowing so loud

[verse 2]
with my friends on the skate park ramp
eating candies ‘till we got cramp
blowing firecrakers from the grocery
next to our houses, chasin’ vamp’s like vampire story
vamp’s gettin’ closer to me
hittin’ harder, get away from me
home late with adventure scars that i wear on my body
and now we grew, we’re like strangers
some of us are traitors
i don’t even talk to my neighbors ’cause i’m rapping in my chambers
like ”srën, we got guests tonight”
well i can talk with you right now, i have to work tonight
and i’ll make it tonight
i’ll have visions tonight
relevations tonight
prepare tomorrow, i have to stay awake tonight
back with o in his garage, we tryna fix our bikes
ride this world to nowhere, everyday’s a hike
and we gettin’ closer, you should ask mike
to our destination, something like a strike
like a strike, like a strike
we came to something like a strike
yeah

[hook 2]
so where we go, now ?
tell me where we go ? and how ?
i see you follow
riding behind me
before the crucifix, we ain’t hallow
we ain’t hallow

- versefield

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