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burrian – just كلمات اغاني

[intro]
you see the songs, they’re_
it’s what i do
just write the songs and sing them
therefore it’s pure feeling
it’s complete honesty
i’m just saying, if you can place the origin of your fear, it will disappear

[verse]
these thoughts, dreams, plots in these schemes
ask “what’s on your mind?” when i sweat in my sleep
n0body comprehend my brain, and it’ll bleed
my mom house full of wine, you have to see to believe
i have more spleefs, many friends, but what’s the word?
“what’s up sir? you just got lost in a tree, i’m more concerned with you”
i’ll kick the curb when i’m crossing the street
not watchin’ out, for the words of our god
these half_assed police, black men shot by they past
a half ounce on them, another half ounce by they theory
another account of this, went “go and count me out of this! i’m out with the breeze!”
if dodging policemen was a sport, a thousand medals, spit this “back alley sh_t”
my n_gga, look, you think my eyes not open
i’m sleepy while on the highway, “paul giamatti, that n_gga always sat sideways”
a bubble on the highway, we went traveling through the tri_state
if trouble came, pull the gun here and then make my mind race
when i was four, lived on 4th and saw more morsels shot onto a porch then on to my plate
motherf_cker, i wasn’t baller, momma snitched, threatened to take me off the motherf_cking sport off by next friday
“say that sh_t to my face!”

- burrian

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