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daylyt - daytrix lyrics

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(matrix excerpt/ intro beat )

verse 1:

first sight, bright lights/
white robe, first cry/
life sewed, eyes swoll/
mom’s holding me, chopped the umbilical cord enabled me/
too attached by placenta/
no more need for the feed is, i want sent to deeds/
the diety mission believe/
the mission i was sent for/
but momma gave me the same name the slave master sent to me free, oh/
without the info, i’m sinful/
doctor say he looks like he’ll be an artist huh/
all his first shots will probably give him autism/
crib there, but the crib momma brought to her/
it was right before autumn come/
she don’t care, we was fallen/
she just bought a new altima/
she ain’t give us no ultimatum/
no meat in the sandwich, it was all tomato/
f-ck it, i’ll go rob some sh-t, probably get a battery charge just like an alternator/
whirlwind, i was stuck in a hard tornado/
they hit us hard with the cable/
ditching out the dishes/
but momma mad cause i would go wash the dishes/
i would sit in that b-tch, and watch malicious videos/ who really knows/ getting programmed at its finest by the finest of pretty hoes/
had talent but the boy in the hood probably die high as the riki fake [?]/
enemy b-tches kick it and tell us pick a date/
and we can setup while i try to get the cake/
b-tches who talk show about it riki lake/
victim to the programming, but her pretty legs/
n-ggas really sick/
when i wake up in the morning, am i really dead ?/
wake, mourning, guess i’m really dead/
out the blue, look at all the books i done really read/

(hook)
i wanna break from the lies we gonna stay sleep or alive. she come to play i will survive

verse 2:
rules closed/
momma struggled to get me them school clothes/
daddy lied, i don’t listen to no man/
my momma at home watching more roseanne/
i was 4 years old on the bus ridng the broscr-ss[?]/
seeing n-ggas get k!lled for rocking the low vans/
shots fire from slow vans/
door open two fours blowing from both hands/ another life f-cked without the romance/
for real bro died with no chance/ dropped off
guys try to stop us/
they the ones building us up/
they gonna high rise the stock up/
why try ? when my luck was sky high/
i’ve done seen many guys die washed up/
cops got us in a net, they gonna wifi the block up/
drive by mo, guys lie in chalk stuck/
i cry/ but don’t call 9-11/
i wish i should hide hide my gun/
i told momma i need need mysp-ce/
momma said she seen me on mysp-ce with weed tree/
she be dammed if she feed me to the crime rate/ i’m great/
she done put all them string beans on my plate/
she don’t know that the string beans is type fake/ gmo got us mean screaming i’m straight/ tell momma i’ll take/
something wrong



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