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gully platoon - coat of paint كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: pegz]
i used to live in a small apartment
my bedroom looked like a laundry basket
my lounge room looked like the boys were plastered
when the toilet flooded and destroyed the carpet
my landlord looked like kenny rogers
such a tight__rs_, i couldn’t squeeze a penny from him
i can live with crackheads and [?] on the stairs
but if you don’t fix the heater, i ain’t giving you rent
upstairs babies cry, couples fight
downstairs, people getting drunk all night
next door i know you got something to hide
i hear the “knock_knock”, another hustle and grind
but that’s life, gotta contend with the hardship
empty pockets and a 70’s bar fridge
slum dog millionaire destined for stardom
i worked hard and won’t forget where i started

[chorus]
my whole life needs a coat of paint
a couple nails won’t hold me straight
had to fix that shape, i’ve changed those ways
up in the [?] till we’re catching a break
my whole life needs a coat of paint
a couple nails won’t hold me straight
had to fix that shape, i’ve changed those ways
up in the [?] till we’re catching a break
[verse 2: dialectrix]
yo my first flat mace they were constantly wrecked
crocory sets grew germs like the [?] test
and the dollars were led through economical debt
for then to pay a fair share of the property’s rent
man, the sh_t isn’t funny when you’re living like junkies
sick in the comforts like pigs in a mud heat
losing the cash and inefficient in money
so grubby that they wouldn’t flush the sh_t in a dunny
then i changed ways and got under the thumb
and earned bundles of funds with work crushing my lungs
spiritually punched in the gut by the one that i loved
but not running amok and steady starting my fund
yesterday’s a place where my lessons lay
from bum living to overly domesticated
spectral change through two opposite extremes
now i’m living in the middle and i’m somewhere in between

[chorus]
my whole life needs a coat of paint
a couple nails won’t hold me straight
had to fix that shape, i’ve changed those ways
up in the [?] till we’re catching a break
my whole life needs a coat of paint
a couple nails won’t hold me straight
had to fix that shape, i’ve changed those ways
up in the [?] till we’re catching a break
[verse 3: joe new]
i never needed a removalist’s truck
i’d fit all of my belongings in the boot of my car
scr_ping by, eating chicken noodle soup in a cup
this place of mind i was leasing was the usual dump
at the [?] shack in the quiet suburbia
so cold i nearly got hypothermia
yes, scr_ping for change down the sides of furniture
my fold out bed wrecked my spine and vertebrae
my mates holmes’s never cleaned his clothes
smelled like something in my laundry had decomposed
the evening gourmet dinner was cheese on toast
kicking freestyles drunk with ethan host
the electricity cut, it was out of order
lights fl!cking on and off like the house was haunted
i could just afford it, cutting corners, far from borders
bachelor pack, a dusted fortress

- gully platoon

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