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• Artiste: Mellowhype
• Titre: CocainKeys
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[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] Mr. Anti-Love, Anti-Social, Anti-Visual, Anti-Vocal I'm bottled in a bottle like a ship built in it I dream nightmares through the window and my window is tinted Memories, I can't diminish, preach to me like a minister Who is her? Single mom raising a menace A dog wants to ball, green like tennis Tossin' while I'm sleep cuase my minds out the hemisphere Weird how we end up here Christmas without a father for my 19th year My sisters dad wouldn't bother to pick up he phone and call her He wasn't there for her, so I had to play the father That's why I'm close, close to the edge With a 45 Desert Eagle held to my head Bread to the knife and my butter's a spread My songs locked away, threw the key to the shed My life is goin' downhill, I'm better off dead Wolf to the fur and the fur must shed You know Bopeep got us white old sheep She like a pimp with a cane and some gold teeth Stake out with my niggas and wait 'til they go sleep Hard to keep my eyes wide counting more sheep Egg head nigga and the key is the hatch Lookin' far down the road, it seemed so farfetched [Hook:] The world is unanimous, time managin' Slip like bananas, split quick, can't handle it? It's difficult when you're on your own But be on your shit, mothafucka you grown [Verse 2:] I'm hungry ass known, I'm lonely all alone You can't reach me, because I don't own a phone I wish I had a clone and that clone had a pops There with him watchin' sports, there with him when he shop Doin' dirt in the streets and his pops find out He done dug himself a hole which you can't climb out But the hole his dad puts him in is out of love So he won't get addicted to the crazy life of drugs Teach him how to love, he ain't gotta be a thug It's okay to show affection and give your mom a hug Why you actin' all hard and shit? Instead of being who you really truly are and shit For a nigga gon' reach into his car and shit On some foreign shit, pull your car in a ditch More niggas fake, less niggas are real Some do the talking and the rest will kill [Hook]