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candy coup - labour theory of value كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
we’ve been slaves all our lives my mother was a save father was a slave
all i know is they teach you to mind your master and your missus

[verse]
i ain’t even scared to die, but i fear not leaving a thing
n_gga i ain’t never shy, talking just ain’t how i swing
rather say it with the pen, better to write than to spend
half of my energy speaking, cause that get under my skin
and if i ever get a kid, i tell ‘em go be who you be
so when they look into the mirror, they can love what they see
see that’s a thing i never had, but necessary you need
cause we been in the mud so long, trenches grew on our feet
how i’m finna sleep three grams of the weed
stashed all in one blunt that’s what you smoke on the week
still beating demons tryna sweep me off my feet
got a n_gga that be living like he six feet deep
ain’t doing too good, so when i step inside the house
i’m terrified of him lying, with a bullet right in his mouth
feel like ain’t sh_t i can do, to go and help a brother out
but the best thing to do is walk, and the worst thing to do is doubt
but

[hook]
tell me how i’m finna sleep
got my n_gga bad, left him on the streets
below twenty five, sh_t the stats agree
recorded while bled, seen it on my feed
tell me who he ‘posed to be
he ain’t had no pops, family had to eat
he ain’t had no love, sh_t was never sweet
tell me who he ‘posed to be

[verse 2]
worked for it worth six times what you think
laughed through the pain should compare it to a kink
not a god nor a lord or the subject of a king
just a n_gga that could off any n_gga before he blink
i just got a b_tch filled with black like a prison
get head she do work when she talk i ain’t listen
no wage in the cage, stack to the ceiling
fast pace new slaves sh_t the top make a k!lling
n_gga acting stupid gotta put him in his place
whitewashing dirty bands they see mud on my face
cause to them i’m just nothing just a thug with a case
see the money ain’t sh_t but a weak white glaze
my generation depressed, seperate and supress
we up and down like a whip hydraulics ain’t gotta press
a b_tton for me to spazz a b_tton for me to stress
the system steadily f_cked no more and no nothing less
so

[bridge]
tell me how i’m finna sleep
they could do me bad, leave me on the streets
below twenty five, let the stats agree
record it while i bleed then see it on your feed

- candy coup

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