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letra de the good die young - voli contra

verse:
n0body cares about your problems, yo
can’t take those tears and make no profits yo
they said it was queer to make the honor roll
couldn’t be black enough, couldn’t be white enough, look at the domino

where do i belong?
the black student union had me feeling i was wrong
because i spoke proper and i grew up with a lawn
my parents left the island, 80s baby, i was born
and you be hatin on these songs
they ain’t black enough, they ain’t black enough
all these labels, they want labels, so i play the game
and network, f-ck yo’ cable, mayn
i dvr and save the game, pbr, no ace of spades
single malt liquor with a brooklyn lager
life is a b-tch, but you only get back what you put inside her
yah, so i romance her and m-ssage her
yah, so she can feel me, i’ma ride her
yah, i’m the outsider, can’t relate like your stepfather
broke pride, no change for the dollar…will i?

prechorus:
they say the good die young, but can you call this living?
this is a h-ll of a drug

chorus:
its got me low low low low low
i’m so low low low low low
this is a h-ll of a drug
this is a h-ll of a drug
she’s a h-ll of a drug
its got me low low low low low (we overdose)
i’m so low low low low low can (we overdose)
this is a h-ll of a drug (we overdose)
this is a h-ll of a drug (will i comatose?)
verse two:
no marijuana in my veins
because the weed spread the paranoia in my brain
i took too many hits, now every thought is out of place
guess my plan to be the next bob marley got erased
bled my heart out on the stage, next set probably gonn complain
about the blood, sweat, and the tears, too much of it to be drained
stuck in limbo with my peers, they thinking we the same, you ain’t driven, boy
you ridin bicycles in my lane, how you livin, boy
but soon as the money come, look at the dummies come
and fall in your lap, potbelly fat, then i’ll be due for the tummy tuck
but that’s human nature, there’s only respect for the dollar
give them the money, the s-x and the power
my time is c-mming, make love every hour
yah, that’s that capitalistic brain
yah, life suck me until i’m drained
yah, try to f-ck me, but then i came, let me conquer
and i’m k!llin every stage like cancer…stage 4

prechorus/chorus

where do i belong? 4x

- voli contra

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