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• Artiste: Cleopatrick
• Titre: Good Grief
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Man, I shoulda cut But I couldn't keep my mouth shut Lowlife phonies so corrupt I was speaking my disgust And lost my lips, fought fibs, went buck She love it when I trust my guts Say my peace, give a fuck If they don't feel me now I trust that they will soon enough Good lord, switching flows Touching road with the guys Then I get low, no control If it's working, then why Do I feel this all the time? Good grief, Lord, I believe You've been pushing too hard for the wrong things In my opinion, you and your vision is so unequivalent, man Listen, oh god, just listen You still don't get it She told me she got heat so I froze Sent images to my phone That's when I lost my composure She was fully exposed And I was only supposed To take a look, then dispose of 'em But the contents enclosed Remitted all self-control, I said, uh Good grief, Lord, I believe You've been pushing too hard for the wrong things In my opinion, you and your vision is so unequivalent, man Listen, oh god, just listen, hey, hey Good grief, Lord, I believe You've been pushing too hard for the wrong things In my opinion, you and your vision is so unequivalent, man Listen, oh god, just listen to me Good grief, Lord, I believe You've been pushing too hard for the wrong things In my opinion, you and your vision is so unequivalent, man Good grief, Lord, I believe You've been pushing too hard for the wrong things In my opinion, you and your vision is so unequivalent, man Listen, oh god, just listen, hey, hey In my opinion, you and your vision is so unequivalent, man Listen, oh god, just listen Ah, you don't get it (Fuck yeah)