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hbd - don rello lyrics

[john cook guitar intro]

[verse 1]
i could start my story right here in the nawf
or i could start it where it start
way back up in michigan with all the sh*t i’s taught
taught about seeing the world with all kinds of different goggles on
i saw it through the eyes of different kids i rided on
from riding bikes up through the city when the lights weren’t on
to fighting thoughts inside my mind that i get tired from
sh*t, i’ll be d*mned if some b*tch would call it right or wrong
all the sh*t i said, ’cause all this sh*t is what we ridin’ on
i pride myself in what i’m writing, sh*t, i like my songs
i bump ’em loud when i be riding like some sirens on
the pilots gone, flight is fallin’, we just gliding on
i hide my problems in my silence, need a silencer
i’m silent sir, all the violence, you incited sir
two sided surface and your side is like a blinded mirror
i’m tired of fearing what i’m too sure
i’m not too sure you should be writing them words, you might be first ’cause

[hook]
i be feeling like it’s happy birthday
i’m not a happy person
but who the h*ll is gonna rap it for me?
so i’ma wrap it till i pack it early, ay
my pack is perfect
me, zan, and german
so, what the h*ll you know about us son?
you don’t know nothing, what you yappin’ for?
hey, hey, say what the h*ll you know about us son?
you don’t know nothing, what you yappin’ for?
[verse 2]
now listen, on my *
little road to infamy
i hope i live to see
the smiles of my sons and daughters, blow a kiss to each
i know my focus been so off, i ain’t do sh*t in weeks
but give me time, i’ll blow ya’ mind, you go to pick the pieces
like jackie kennedy
my enemies my mind but i ain’t meant to be
meant to be the guy you can rely on, but the entropy
entropy is k!lling me inside so i ain’t listening
to anybody giving me advice on mines
i tried the lines
a lotta’ lines to try to find
that kind of feeling that a villain feels when outta’ crimes
to be committing ’cause to them it’s just another sentence
just like my rhymes, me losing interest loses interest
but oh that interest ain’t so hard to regain
when losing health and losing wealth is always part of the game
try to tell me rhymes ain’t selling but the carter’s remain
tha carter’s to blame
i’d help you, but you awfully the same, and

[hook]

[john cook organ outro]

- don rello lyrics

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