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bloo azul & spanish ran - emptiness lyrics

[intro]
tss, i mean
can’t stress it enough, you know what i mean?
it’s another f+ckin’ day

[verse 1]
without a care in the world
flip the bird like richard pryor, confidence is high
no one is desired, backwood, i was flippin’ tire caps
admired all them n+ggas on the corner spittin’ fire raps
who knew i’d take it higher than that, guess it was all in the card
so close to stars, my costa nostra large
you beat the storm like noah’s ark
feel like ghost with golden arms, you was moulded wrong
got it from the mud, was a garbage pale kid
a mans tryna judge know that he’s home, ’cause all the trauma jail did
tss, system built to brеak us down
they give us just a tink while thеy go and take the cow
why you think we walk around with the restin’ b+tch face?
if you ain’t protectin’ who you let in your life then, son, you just a disgrace
chemtrails leave a message in the sky
pulled off mask like scooby lookin’ for blessings in disguise
leavin’ no stone unturned, crown, how heavy it weighs
‘nother fight to hold it on ’cause the attempt just happens

[chorus]
everyday is a day of loneliness (know i mean?)
every week is a week of emptiness (no lie)
[verse 2]
without a care in the world
flip the bird like 2pacalypse, was heavy on the wally moccasins
see me ex, said we couldn’t f+ck, she gave me top again
my cody said we need to hit the block again
i laugh and ask “will it stop?”, he smurked and said “probably not”
any other opportunities is limited
psh, f+ck that noise, i ain’t in with livin’ primitive
product of the streets but ain’t no oscar the grouch
know it’s simple just to pop in your house, ain’t no stoppin’ the doubts
the devil’s in the detail
and i ain’t talkin’ kicks when i say i resell
bon voyage, nom broyage, this as real as it get
on the hunt like attila and sh+t, dutch vanillas was lit
switch to raw, rich and poor, i split your jaw
a nut like them crackers that i get from floor
watch the vaccine, ain’t the cure
you never question things, we can never relate
this moment meets the eye, try to tell ’em, this type of sh+t happens

[chorus]
everyday is a day of loneliness (know i mean?)
every week is a week of emptiness (no lie)

- bloo azul spanish ran lyrics

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