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bradley talks - blackened soul lyrics

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verse :

i said you know the story
hustle for dimes
a jog on the block like a marathon
chasing the bread and settle for crumbs

i’m lacking funds
packing black in lungs
ashing, the back of a gat blast
cash grabbing my bag, then i run

i’m just an addict for trouble
stemmed from the rubble
a seed grew outa concrete
bleeding i’ll be dead in a week

your talk is cheap, believe i need me a fee
defeat feeding the mind
the feats of a goldy being
i’m conquering grief

wisdom, i seek
increasing knowledge
beats the mark of the bеast
i’m often meek, not weak
that ain’t a option, chasing this cheese
i’m keeping pеace, naaa
i’m keeping a piece
i’m feasting off a the corpse of a dead rapper
like i need me the beef

scammers and fiends, bandits
rats and police
a sunken soul with a sickened goal
your mother was
jacking n+ggas through a glory holes

i’m not bro, don’t believe in dodging the smoke
i want it all, my lungs as black as my soul
i’m just a shooter, getting dollars who sold
i swear ta god

- bradley talks lyrics

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