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d.r.e.a.m - taz lyrics

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verse 1:
swear to god it seems like everybody knows how it goes
hot headed with a cold heart, feelings are froze
never ever been forever i just stay on the low
never f*cking with the kid i guess i’ll just stay, it goes
everybody by my side and then one day get from around me
all that’s left is loneliness the darknesses surround me
dreaming bout success but in this failure i’ve been drowning
to be honest dreaming ruined everything around me
still on top but the bottom where i ride now
south sider h*ll where i live until i die now
they just want to see me hit the ground and never try now
they just want to see me jump off buildings tryna fly now
f*ck what they be thinking on the rise where i stay
i’ve been howling at the moon but in the gutters is where i lay
tell your friends that they ain’t sh*t and in this seat they can stay
tell your b*tch i got a suite at the mandalay bay
swear i’m too sick, mum and dad don’t f*ck with the music
best friends used to think it was stupid
old enemies didn’t think i’d do this(bet they didn’t think i’d do this)
chorus
night or the living dead , why would i live instead
how do i stop thinking that it’s my life hanging by a thread
i was the one, used to be so optimistic
lost myself and everything ain’t got no pot to p*ss in
still just a low life, better off with no life
all i’ve got is dreams and a tunnel that got no light
every night, feel like i be better off quiting
throne made of human bones sits below where i’m sitting
cold with the flows, don’t breathe hit the nose
i’m froze like a ?, hit that clutch in a boat
but im high like a soul, living straight here for no
coming straight outta h*ll with them t**th made of gold(yeah)
cold with the flows, don’t breathe hit the nose
i’m froze like a ?, hit that clutch in a boat
but im high like a soul, living straight here for no
coming straight outta h*ll with them t**th made of gold(yeah)

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