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cee nario - get along lyrics

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everybody comes and goes
you know your soul is beautiful
and sometimes this sh-t hurts, sometimes i’m a jerk
and now we’re supposed to get along?

we’re gonna get along, along along
get along along along, get along along along
get it, yeah
we’re gonna get along, along along
get along along along, get along along along
get it, yeah

i open my eyes to the daylight, stay quiet
am i alive another day, god?
give me the day like my daily bread
got to get it anyway, right?

stay right, ‘cause i’m “trying to win, try not to sin
high off weed and lots of gin
so much smoke, need oxygen,” i feel a pain within
you would too, if you knew
what this world would do to you

land so notorious, birthing these street warriors
riots & navy voyagers, battles with the zoot suits
rodney king ‘92, in history, ain’t nothing new

look in the mirror, do you really recognize yourself?
peeling back the onion, would you give yourself the t-tle belt?
leaving in a hurry, like you needing an attorney
bang bang little birdie, bang bang little birdie

look in the mirror, do you really recognize yourself?
peeling back the onion, would you give yourself the t-tle belt?
leaving in a hurry, like you needing an attorney
bang bang little birdie, bang bang little birdie

and my heat goes boom! boom, yeah
boom-boom, boom
and my heat goes boom! boom, yeah
boom-boom, boom

everybody comes and goes
you know your soul is beautiful
and sometimes this sh-t hurts, sometimes i’m a jerk
and now we’re supposed to get along?

we’re gonna get along, along along
get along along along, get along along along
get it, yeah
we’re gonna get along, along along
get along along along, get along along along
get it, yeah

first thing in the morning, last thought before it’s “lights out”
why the f-ck do i got to go to sleep, when motherf-ckers still got their knives out?
rich kid worried about bank accounts, large amounts up in their body count
ain’t no b-tches virgin when the richest dudes is splurging out

what do you mean, “i’m sober”?
(cocaine dreams, feeling supreme, got me speeding down the highway)
shooting at me, i know it’s over
(bang bang, gunning me down)
what do you mean, “i’m sober”?
(cocaine dreams, feeling supreme, got me speeding down the highway)
shooting at me, i know it’s over
(bang bang, gunning me down)

everybody comes and goes
you know your soul is beautiful (yeah yeah)
and sometimes this sh-t hurts, sometimes i’m a jerk
and now we’re supposed get along?

get along
get along

© 5.28.14 chris zambrano, guayacali music (bmi); ivan pacheco, guayacali music (bmi)

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