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letra de requiem - vhs

[verse 1: jorge vidrio]
yo
i swear to god i’m gonna die before i’m 40
cancer, diabetes, or from you being annoying
and i believe i send a message worth ignoring
’cause i’m insignificant, despite all that i’ve done i bore you
and f-ck george gl-ss because he never f-cking listens
pretends that he’s about it, walks around and f-cking disses
and i ain’t seen a motherf-cker more conceited
’cause he thinks he knows it all, he f-cking googled life’s meaning
somebody better hold me back from myself
when i see that motherf-cker he gon’ look like someone else
can’t breathe i’m asking for help
mom said i’m going to h-ll
dad said i’m diabetic because i don’t buy none of that sh-t
and i’m beginning to believe that they right
maybe everything go if i just pray once in a while
alone since i was a child
i say f-ck a motto, ’cause here lies jorge vidrio
george gl-ss f-cking shot him (gunshot)

[chorus]
requiem, requiem
shift the gl-ss from paradigm
sights on gas i’ll make it mine
tried to learn but been out of time
requiem, requiem
mourning for my ears and eyes
morning isn’t quite as bright
nothing’s better and i’m always fed up with
requiem, requiem
time stuck there in pastime
shifted their perspective’s light
but i guess it’s made me, right
requiem, requiem
i say f-ck ’em, tryna get some closure
full disclosure, flip it over
man, f-ck those posers

[verse 2: franklin]
exposed, but only hair to my nose
hope this n-gga be a ride or die
too much pressure, check the psi
copping out, that’s a no-no
nah my momma, she ain’t know-know
only one not off the 4 lokos
no one told me not to use that telephone pole no more
man we only feeding the idea
that this sh-t’s off the melanin
man this sh-t is real
don’t already got the millions
like michael bennett
f-ck michael bennett, i said it
my mind ain’t sound but i look it
get it, hit the
ding dongs, year long, not a sing-song
i still long, on my momma for innocence
but i covered it up in an incense
revolution, new renaissance
no inflection, banging amethyst
(so uh… what’s my cut?)
bikes left out never get no rust
we ride the bucks over to (static) hood
where the fences low and finds are good
say never go downtown and i don’t blame ’em
oh your sh-t gone? my words are verbatim
oh sh-t we’re wrong? well your money would’ve made ’em
took up what you talk, well my n-gga would’ve made it
you can’t get work, how you think we are
this ain’t going through no pr
where i’m saying don’t say y’all
there’s a reason i’m off ethanol

[verse 3: renzo]
used to live down 47th
nothing special, but it wasn’t heaven
used to see all the jewish reverends
and when i walked past ’em they all dirty lookin’
blonde tips ’cause my roots grew in
hated school, they be fake shootin’
threw ’em down like i’m cam newton
but it’s stupid, had to come back on some crew sh-t
like i’m down 3-1 they be clueless
had to figure out where i’m at ’cause my mind laid out like a map
i been thinkin’ like confucius, confusion
look ’em in the eye, no illusion
swear to god y’all be jumpin’ quick to conclusions
like i’m the new kid
had to pick it up now i’m too big
man i’m fluid

-(renzo vocalizing)-

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