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letra de days like this - wicked minds

[wreck (wicked minds)]
they say that things happen for a reason
we never really know what that reason is
most of the time we never find out
they say that things ain’t always what they seem
gotta have faith
keep your head up
no matter what the f-ck happens

[verse 1: chino grande]
i’m a gutter bound baby
3 dots mean i’m crazy
them tat’s on my head
they let you know
that i’m a straight g
i ain’t never one to really ask for no hand out
if it came down to it
i’d take you & your man out
it’s the broke & the famous
carried around a stainless
with 9mm
hot sh-lls flood the pavement
you ain’t gotta ask
look at fox11
you better talk to reverend
why they label us the peasants
we carry glocks through hood spots
put dots & you fools watch
the good times, bad times
and now its the flu shots
that’s whota
how the f-ck you gonna do the moon walk?
its been f-cked up
since the doo-wop
it’s a trip
pistol grips in the trunk
now it’s too late
cause i’m bout to really go buckwild
it’s a trip
pistol grips in the trunk
now it’s too late
cause i’m bout to really go buckwild

[chorus]
mama said there’ll be days like this
days like this
days like this
(x2)

[verse 2: fiesty 2 guns]
i’m coming from the bottom
and i’m going till i’m living
through out my life
shatter fast pace
wasted on nickels & dimes
grinded daily
my rhymes were break spread
my drive’s on fifth gear
down the hill with no break pads
laid back
bumping misunderstood on playback
my gang affiliations
started way back when
the raiders & the kings
those were bent from elementary
back then when gang initiation’s a necessity
rememberin’
while i’m still up in the nonsense
banging on the block
with this glock nine popping
these hood dreams
got me aiming for the sky dog
these hood schemes
got me aiming for the other guy though
i paid my homage to the streets
it’s where i’m from dog
i’ll never turn my back from em
i’m comin’ from the slums dog
but watch me rise
like a diamond in the ruff
see the anger in my eyes
as i fly through the dust

[chorus] (x2)

[verse 3: wreck]
times been hard
and it just gettin’ worse
i keep having visions
of myself in a he-rs-
and everybody that i know
is up to no good
one word to describe my life
misunderstood
what can i say
i had a f-cked day
or should i say life
cause it cuts like a knife
i gotta do what i gotta do
to make things right
and every step that i take
its just another fight
life is a struggle
gotta have that hustle
everything i f-cked with
turns in to trouble
smiling faces
watch out for them cowards
they’ll catch ya off-guard
like bates in the shower
economy’s all f-cked up
you know what that means
the rich gettin’ richer
while the rest of us bleed
with all that i know
in the end the sun will shine
this life for the good times & bad times

[chorus] (x4)

- wicked minds

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