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letra de crows cry over death . . . - young mugz

[verse 1]
the worlds bout to end, do we care, no
importance is measured by money and clothes
dishonor before death seems like the new oath
noose on your neck you provided your own rope
licks to hit (yeah) backwoods to split, (yeah)
b-tches to get (yeah) money to flip (yeah)
this earth embarr-ssing back to my planet
when i leave you’ll plead sorry for taking you for granted
stranded on a island the hate is the water
dive in it, backstroke, towards the border
my disorder, got me singing melodies with lucy
big dreams, long schemes, my future juicy
woozy, spinning cycles repeat all the time
i’m stuck inside the lotus inside of my mind
facades facades men posing as god
slow nods off the mary cause i’m a

[hook] (x2)
lost cause
my mind won’t be found
no laws
k!ll em dead, don’t make a sound
yo claws
dig in my back and i react
no draws
i f-ck karma she f-cked me back

(part ll)

[intro]
i look in her eyes and see hope
i’m free from the tree and cut the rope
devil corrupting me like the pope
“sell your soul” i said nope

[hook]
a kiss from your lips is like heaven
that pussy blessed just like seven
she hold me up with no question
luv is a bullet, l-st is a weapon
a kiss from your lips is like heaven
that pussy blessed just like seven
she hold me up with no question
luv is a bullet, l-st is a weapon

[verse 1]
give me liberty when i die, bury me while i’m still alive
drive on 105 doing 125, i’m not surprised
my pain is your prize, your pain is when i rise
i see deceit in your eyes, im low she keeps me high
ashes to ashes, you don’t need no gl-sses
if you sleep on me i’ll put flames to your mattress
she know i luv real and she far from a actress
if she is then she good and she had lots of practice
my status is catcus, stuck in my ways
like a ox in cement, and it’s far from a phase
you praise false idols and give em a title
and a pedestal the same height as the bible
can a rifle shoot through beliefs
no? then why my skin dead in the street
give me all of your secrets, i won’t judge
your present is who you are not was

[verse 2]
take 2, i might take you
to a land where the man gon hate you
and you give you rope for a noose til you hang blue
who got it worse blacks or jews
cause no reparations are p-ssed through generations
materialistic stuff is cause of separation
we k!ll out of desperation, for what
but it’s just talk they don’t give a —
luck don’t exist on this premise
beauty is covering the blemishes
the unique flaws that make you different
but you fall for the traps cause you ignorant
let me teach you, let me reach you
let me treat you, and change your view
let me be your purple hibiscus
cause knowledge is infinite and delicious

[outro]
i look in her eyes and see hope
i’m free from the tree and cut the rope
devil corrupting me like the pope
“sell your soul” i said nope

- young mugz

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