Tonalité : D minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Iridescent light be callin', searchin'
for a soul
Lately, I been fallin' deep and
dark within a fucking hole
Feelin' cold
No one's home but yet
the lights are always on
At the end I'm dead and gone,
I'm always doin' this alone
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But I don't give two fucks
Dm
What a motherfucker think he gonna say about another brother? Say it to my face,
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put him in his place
'Cause the motherfucker
sleepin' in the gutter
Dm
Let another pussy suffer to the mace
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Trapped in perpetual searching 'cause I have
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lost all of the things that I valued in space
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Space being mind,
Dm
I can't find where the line not to cross goes to hide
But it's in my mind that
is where it lies
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It resides
Click- click, clack
To your back
Dm
Every motherfucker gonna get
a blade and attack
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'Cause we lack basic decency to be
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the homie's friend for free
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Always wanting more but never be there
Dm
when mothetfuckers need to lean
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And I see
What I need
'Cause you fake- ass wannabes
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Always gonna be the ones that I'ma
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never wanna be 'cause I'm me
Never gonna walk up in my jeans
Dm
Keep it real or you gon' feel ya
knees buckle and release
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Then you cease
Breathin'
Keep 'em way down underneath
that's six feet deep
Dm
Let the maggots fuckin' feast
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On the meat
Searching for my soul,
Dm
I see the way I wanna be
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And fuck a fake ass motherfucker tryna drag me
Dm
down 'cause he don't know me
Verse 2
Dm
Searching for a soul
But it's gone, never comin' home
Searching for a soul
But it's gone, never comin' home
Searching for a soul
But it's gone, never comin' home
Searching for a soul
But it's gone, never comin' home
Verse 3
Dm
Searching for a soul
But it's gone, never comin' home
Darkness gettin' cold
But I know this is not for long
Searching for a soul
But it's gone, never comin' home
Darkness gettin' cold
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But I know this is not for long
Verse 4
Keepin' the peace but the bullshit exceeds all the
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effort I bleed for the ones that be leavin'
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Seein' the colors emerge through the skin of the
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pussies that ain't what they say they are bein'
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I don't give a fuck and now the
pussies outta luck
Dm
'Cause instead of being humble,
all these pussies chasin' buck
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And I swear to any god that I'ma
run a fuckin' muck
Dm
'Cause I'm sick of these busters
that thinkin' they tough
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Rappin' got no flow
Lyrics are a no show
Dm
Think you gonna test me, boy?
You know I'm boutta blow though
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Growin' pretty slow, bro
Get up out my phone, ho
Leavin' you behind and now you
Dm
F
gettin fuckin' fomo
You know I'll rep immortal
Dm
'til the fuckin' death
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My last breath
Dm
I will use to tell you that you've made a fuckin' mess
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