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collar john – dope man collins كلمات اغاني

[collar john]
through the dice against the mirror
against all odds
couple nights wet my eyes staring at the cieling
ask why, answer: ’cause i can’t stand all the feeling
16 years later listen to 21 year old lyrics
my own production so side walk snare syncopate concrete crack hearing
head adhering, life satiring
pack bagged in with all the fear, inner lingering interfering
binge weekend enough to k!ll an infant’s parents
chose not to give a f-ck early on so the sums’ year later a little squirrely at my desk
play fader with the feds
right and left, right and left, hit my chest
pearly gates a little earlier than you thought
appreciate all the cards
get well soon, chose to get better now
roll my eyes in the mirror (cl!ck clack blow)
iphantom fearing of it
piece of the puzzle puppet
two decades in so f-ck it, find a way to stomach
wonder if i’m above it
jump for cover, hover over lovin
huff the puffins for blubber
cuffin up enough to f-ck
up and down the ride goes
i found the sleep to define souls
tripped to the far side, sublime chemistry watch the mind glow with my eyes closed
dice, fold and goals
going bust getting old
load getting harder to hold
watch my pupils grow
load a four and back to the ghosts i go

[doni]
it started all from the valley
now the same motherf-ckers i done grown with never hit me up asking
now they’re pushing books on some normal sh-t
yet the scroll past me acting, like they never knew
where did danish go, but i’m sitting here, posted comfortable
pull up with my crew, am i audible
don’t know how to act so i’m drunk at noon
south of sixth with an oe brew
couple homies dead now i try it with the noose
don’t f-ck with you only rock with my crew
i can’t keep going, i’ve had it with this
adolescence that is lost in the bullsh-t
i’ve been so patient , you’ve just been wishing
odds are against us
bottled and torched with penicillin scrips keep me appointed
feet to the pavement, sink deep in a void when pen’s to the parchment
verses written, completed, restarted
leveled up, found my hope in the garden
forbidden fruits growing outta the garbage
animosity, a state of lethargic
drink to my sorrows and smoke for my problems, hey
can’t keep going, i’ve had it with this
tunnel vision that is keeping me distant
let the dope secede, wishing you had the faith only to give in
only to give in
only to give in
only to give in
wishing you had the faith only to give in

- collar john

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