Breez Evahflowin' - Dot Dot Dot (Dirt E. Dutch Remix) - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Dot Dot Dot (Dirt E. Dutch Remix)

Breez Evahflowin'

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[Chorus]: Play some truth for me Umm hmmmm [Verse One]: Young man still with all of his options Quick to eyeball what he outta been watchin' Worked it till what he do got him in Top 10 Got him the props then forgot about him and dropped him Got home, girl still in love with not him (not him) The friend he assume was plottin' He stood still stunted, she assumed it stopped him But opened up the door where the goon was locked in Car pulls up to the driveway, about 10 Mr. Friend come to kick it again But this time it gon' be somethin' different and then some A brief description, a vicious event son Came through the door, pipe drain to the jaw Saw a lifeless thing with the brains on the wall Arms and the legs rearranged on the floor And a boy enraged with a chain and a saw Fingers tuggin' at the string and the cord And I hope for him that's the last thing that he saw You heard that story before? Maybe so What's crazy though, somehow they still saved the baby though Oh I left that part out, must've forgot The stress had the umbilical twisted in a knot Squeezin' on her nerves so when mommy got shot It somehow separated from the systematical shock Still six months old in the fight of her life And six months mo' till her vitals alright Then 15 years till she find online What her old grandparents try to hide all time [Chorus]: Play some truth for me Umm hmmmm [Verse Two]: Then she was 18, three years on her own Cheap thrillin', killin' any feelings of home She willin' to get it on and get in the zone But if you drillin' to the bed of her bones You find a lone, scared Little child in the wild with bears With a smile that can hide in the tears Hit the town, hitch a ride to the side they provide the beer Slide out till the lies appears Puts pressure aside to the plush of the pleasure inside The snakes with the venomous eyes Rise Early mornin' Curlin' out of the Mo' Move slow Make no sound with the do' Empty all the wallet and doe Leave it out on the flo' Thumb on the road and away she go To what Where, how, she don't know Sittin' on the bus, pickin' up a paper Starin' at her picture for a minute that it take her Same as from her grandmother's kitchen near the shakers She think that it was just delusion Rechecked the text Scheduled execution Somewhere west of Houston Checks her loot and Checks her bag and JetBlue's it Imaginin' his face like "Who's this?" Never seen him live outside of a news clip Lookin' at the clock, still gotta make two trips Race to the gate, red tape through the guards and Echo's through the halls, "Dead man walking" Enters the room where the mood then darken Reverend just about done, been talkin' Another gentleman with syringe in his hand "DADDY!" The looks of confusion The word that brings pause to the execution The pastor suggests they all exit room and Allow him the breath before death consumes him The pause A long stare At what they both imagined but never prepared There's an odd sense of humble and who doesn't get spared What God tears is under you could never repair But you can learn how to maintain (maintain) One day later realize the same thang Same way walkin' outta a door Walkin' out the corridor with a wallet on the floor [Chorus]: Play some truth for me Umm hmmmm
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