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avelino - vicious cycle / a word from wretch 32 lyrics

[intro: avelino]
yeah, yeah, yeah
i ain’t been here in a second
trenches
the world keeps turnin’, but we’re trapped in a vicious cycle
it’s only so high you can aim with arifle
mm

[chorus: avelino]
i see another yute grindin’
dark on him all for the diamonds
tryna make a k!llin’, not end up with lifers
vicious cycle, man are not cyclist
but his pedal bike trappin’
running out of dough, so he’s tryna get cash in
cash down, now they want him for ransom
tryna get their hands on a man till he slapped it

[verse 1: avelino]
all about action
he made a scene, so they knew he weren’t actin’
never had a handout, only a hand ting
runnin’ from thеm plug and eventually ran tings
hunger turnеd into greed
he hit the belly, had mouths to feed
it got to his head, had the world at his feet
but there’s arms house on every street, yeah
[chorus: avelino]
i see another yute grindin’
dark on him all for the diamonds
tryna make a k!llin’, not end up with lifers
vicious cycle, man are not cyclist
but his pedal bike trappin’
running out of dough, so he’s tryna get cash in
cash down, now they want him for ransom
tryna get their hands on a man till he slapped it

[verse 2: avelino]
bang, bang, they shot him down
shottin’ light and he was shottin’ loud
on his j’s, he’s tryna run this town
he wants to run the world, they wanna run him down
something told him “get up, hustle now”
flip a hundred to a hundred thou’
he weren’t trying to let his mama down
and now she’s burying him underground
it’s them same old story
tryna go from the gutter to glory
i don’t want war but man want war me
so i got my mask on, jason voorhees
poor me, i’m just tryna get rich
gotta go from the bando to the brits
seen man cop yards from bricks
scarface really scarred us kids
[chorus: avelino]
i see another yute grindin’
dark on him all for the diamonds
tryna make a k!llin’, not end up with lifers
vicious cycle, man are not cyclist
but his pedal bike trappin’
running out of dough, so he’s tryna get cash in
cash down, now they want him for ransom
tryna get their hands on a man till he slapped it

[bridge]
what do you what me to do?
be a good person then?
go f+ck yourself man, i’m a bad man, what?

[verse 3: avelino]
yo, i see this one little yute
he was on smoke so i rolled him a zoot
he sold rock and rolled with the goons
heavy metal, that poker was huge
busy in the cut, just tryna cut through
even though he’s got baggage, he’s bagging up food
ready for war, not ready for truce
he ain’t tryna let go but he might let loose
woah, duck, duck on ’em, on goose mode
fast money, man are just too slow
he ain’t even grown but he’s run up on a few growns
his last next move went left cul de sac
couldn’t bust no left
his the end of the road was a back road and it ends
and he had ’nuff heart but they hit him in the chest
do+do+do+do
[chorus: avelino]
i see another yute grindin’
dark on him all for the diamonds
tryna make a k!llin’, not end up with lifers
vicious cycle, man are not cyclist
instead of pedal+bike trappin’
he took the long road, no traffic
he could have got caught up
didn’t let it catch him
it’s all one big distraction

[outro: wretch 32]
with captions
i saw the view of the cycle from the view of my cycle
we never chose where we live but we choose to be rivals
at times i had more faith in my mates than the bible
the church was on the other side, we couldn’t pray for survival
how can your mum pay attention when she can’t pay for rentin’?
you just lost your bredren, now you can’t find direction
your dad keeps you centered through fear, not affection
it’s like your loved ones are helping you prepare for a sentence
i ain’t too proud to tell you it’s all about pride
when jashim got cut, he was holding the inside of his insides outside
go on, tell me that you’re outside
all those pennies for your thoughts wouldn’t even make a pound sign
and since money is your breath
and you find comfort in the ends
and trust is now your ex
’cause love is not respect
and the mirror don’t reflect
so you’re no longer seeing what the suffering projects
got you fumbling the bread
so they stuck it on your head
and you wonder why you’re
vexed

- avelino lyrics

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