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the sky is blue because the sunset is red - quelle chris lyrics

[verse 1: quelle chris]
minute the weight pivot, sh*t start tipping like domino
hearts broken. no mending. still gotta f*ck some commas up
promise we never wind up in romulus
the road manila now. n*ggas feeling lost in necropolis
the prestige. bodycounts in the backstage
after curtain call i go back to burying past ways
showtime. sleep ’n eat applying his blackface
back in stl neighbors packed steel, parents played keep away
drought deep when waterworks need to cascade
trying figure out how to feel without sipping cask dang
how the chillest out all my n*ggas end up in fast lanes
greener grass dies on either side when seasons change
see thе way my accounts set up
you can overdraft all you want just know yo partners gonе get fed up
bet you gone takes some hits on yo way to getting that bread up
on god it’s hard to let down your guard before you get up
just keep on sayin’
when i’m six feet, keep on sayin’
when the [?] keep on sayin’
when the ends meet, don’t stop sayin’
when the feds creep keep on singin’

[verse 2: moruf]
whose mans is this?
pull up to the function, i’m suited like an evangelist
swear my life a movie, directing, watching the camera shift
yeah you see the fit, sh*t, my n*ggas lit like a candle stick

tryna sneak in the crib, moving like joe pesci
before the night is through, the old jesse
this n*gga skating, d*mn i’m so gretzky
i use to always want the old zebbies
n*ggas is clean but knowing the flow messy

struggle meals remember eating that white baloney
my older sister made the rice*a*roni
d*mn i probably had the diaper on me
i’m born in ’88, but fam moved in ’89
d*mn that sh*t was a crazy time

catch my drift like mike piazza at the mets game
tribe moving with peace, but understanding the set bang
i was h*lla young at the barbershop when i met kane
conversations with quelle, it’s crazy talkin’ ’bout deathfame
n*ggas is hurting hope they healing in god speed broken hearts leaving them comments all in they ig
candlelight visuals, she bringing teddy bears
why they always wait till you gone to really show they really care
d*mn

why these n*ggas wait til you gone to really show they care
why these n*ggas wait til you gone to really show they care
why these n*ggas wait til you gone to really show they care

[verse 3: pink siifu]

- quelle chris lyrics

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