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colt chronic - kairi lyrics

[verse 1]
working on the definition, learning how to grind
i spend my time away from others
writing rhymes and wiping grime right off my life
don’t rust or bust, i’m busting the top of this rusty roof
that covers my head from the rain but not enough
to shield the feeling that i got deep down inside
my crew could never ride or die like my girl could
but to that, nevermind
i always tell my friends that i’m doing alright
i can make another night alone into a repet-tive centerfold of
dodging and turning the corners of town
sitting around rolling blunts up with loud, yeah
it used to be enough to quell the feelings that made me feel down
but after a year, sh-t make that two
i can never tell the truth completely when
someone asks my opinion of you cause
ifhy but i still love you fine
f-ck finals, i wanna be out of doubt to the finishing line
they say that i can make or break it
faking is as faking does
say what you say and i don’t care
but i know that she does
say what you want, wanna say it, then say it
don’t hold back your words, it’s not easily chasen
the dream of your life with your two kids and wife
will be easily taken, don’t give up on life
it’s not really hard to just sit there and learn
you have the ability to roll what will burn
doing the math, doing dealing for half and you
use all your money to get the connect
get the connect to get higher and paid
but all in the end you’re just one of the same
a failed generation of suffrage and pain
let’s breathe for a minute the dead are in vain

yeah the dead are in vain
can’t you feel it?
their ashes drop down in the rain

[verse 2]
yeah, lamenting and tempting you
to put on all your clothes and a t-shirt and then slide through
you know i love you boo, but times have changed
let’s pop champagne and maybe sip a little apple juice
and talk about our future
more memories than a computer
with a floppy disk inserted
never floppy that’s absurd
it’s hard to let go of the past
when it’s tangled in your sheets
and when i gotta walk past the kid i know i gotta beat
when you see this, look into the screen
god d-mn, i’m f-cking sorry
i’ve given all of me
it’s like if you were a gun and you took a few shots
missed the first few so i put more up in your glock
so you could finally knock me out, ko
kid you gotta suck it up, draino
she’s a needle full of heroin, i wouldn’t know what it feels
i’ll k!ll a hundred men to save and sustain all of the work we did
go back to the life that we easily lived
if i had told you that two years had p-ssed, sh-t
i know i messed up by touching lyrics in my feelings
but i promise please and thank you isn’t totally depressing
but i know you want that white picket house sh-t
pay in cash and we can paint it black, sh-t
we’re not f-cked up, we’re just some teenagers
but i guess that in itself is the explanation

- colt chronic lyrics

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