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letra de same song - yung crid

[verse 1: stray]
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[hook: stray & yung crid]
my head’s a television with a broken antenna
a puppet propelled on strings with no agenda
i’m at war with myself and all i want is peace
my heart is chained up just looking for release
i’m at war with myself and i never retreat
as they say history is just doomed to repeat
as they say history is just doomed to repeat
as they say history is just doomed to repeat

[verse 2: yung crid]
cause every-day that i’m walkin’ this world, i feel hurt
scared. like f-ck it, it’ll never work. my heart says yes
but my brain’s thinkin’ no. how to work it out by the time i get home
so if you wanna stand by me, then stand by me
and if you lookin’ for another d, then hop on an let it be
cause i’m so sick an tired of these b-tches walkin’ on me
other-wise your just wastin’ my time, to see what i wanna see
so much of the world, that i haven’t seen
your makin’ me, to be, a bird stuck in the same tree
or a bee whose nector just isn’t so sweet
if it’s over then why you still trippin’ on me?
i’ll f-ck you over before you ever f-ck me
seems like i gotta spree an flea to be free
or crash an forget my abc’s
then maybe you’ll remember me for me
who i gotta be, y-c, out

[verse 3: stray]
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[verse 4: yung crid]
as they say history is just doomed to repeat
all these thoughts inside my mind, i feel diseased
like i’m weak but i know that i’ll defeat
any challenge that stands before me
i’m here with stray and you know we on top of things
bout to take the game like a shot of novocain
or snort it like a line of that fine columbian
you know we fine crop, an we’ll never crumble in
like building’s in afghan just tumbling
and we only makin’ this music for us an the fans
kinda wish my name was kevin sp-cey
cause i flow with the earth, the whole universe
lyrically content that’ll make your mind burst
call it natural curve or just another verse
you could call it a curse, cause i’ve felt this, since birth
stray an i bout to make this game of babies burp
then i lay ya down for bed, then go to my room an smoke purp

- yung crid

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