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letra de skirr skirr - ye weast

[verse 1: ye weast]
see, this visceral reaction’s not reciprocal
matter of fact, the way you actin’ is just typical
matter of fact, the force i’m givin’ you centrifugal
matter of fact, if i just doubled up, i’d triple you
gotta come up with somethin’, somethin’, somethin’ different, dude
gotta come up with somethin’, somethin’, somethin’ different, dude
‘specially when ye, ye, ye, ye in a different mood
‘specially when ye, ye, ye, ye in a different mood
thеy wanna ask, “is he well?” when my mind’s on israеl
i know that i’ma live to tell that we lived through a livin’ h-ll
under the remy spell, in a living cell
this ain’t living real, this is a different deal
this is a different field, bruh, tell me how you feel
[chorus: kc]
i know they wanna love
they just know to hate, oh lord
i know they harmless, lord
been a cold world can you [?]
can you warm us lord
picking up the wrong things to make you feel
don’t, don’t do that
don’t need to do that
skirr skirr skirr skirr [?]

[verse 2: ameer]
anti-depressants don’t work i sip the syrup now
these little that they gave me to keep my mood down
i’m talking mood stablizers, i got the guilt of survivors
my head in a bible, my sinning in a bottle
paint my painting, picasso
the truth is harder to swallow
our friendship it was hallow
god first and i follow
conversation with jesus
said it’s hard to be a n-gga, i’m inclined to believe him
knowing the truth is a gift
the hard part is to speak it
even harder to hear it
i pray your daughter forgive me
i gave my heart to the spirit
i gave my heart to you n-ggas (gave my heart to you n-ggas)
i left him layed on the pavement
i’m still my grandmama’s baby
my momma talk to me daily
she told me “what did i tell you ain’t no thing as a failure”
i turned a penny to billions
put my hands to the ceiling and i thank god for a minute
every second an hour
and i pray enemies as i spray on my enemies
turn they ass to a memory
thank the lord for forgiving me
baptized in the blood, baptized in the straps
acetone in the air, i hope god can forgive me
[chorus: kc]
i know they wanna love
they just know to hate, oh lord
i know they harmless, lord
been a cold world can you [?]
can you warm us lord
picking up the wrong things to make you feel
don’t, don’t do that
don’t need to do that
skirr skirr skirr skirr [?]

- ye weast

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