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funkoars - little did i know lyrics

[hook: ash grunwald]
well, i thought it would be easy but little did i know
the cops here never [?] for sailing, that’s the message of this road
[?] and that’s just what i do
[?] right here (right here) [?] for you

[ad-libs: trials]
son, uh, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: trials]
it’s like you don’t even want to know
what it takes to try to rock this show
a lot of light [?] ac with no air
[?] drivin’, gonna end up nowhere
[?] give a [f-ck] what the cost
pssf now i’m up to the boss
don’t be fooled by the jobs that i lost
cursed out and called more names than i got to the cops
low blow, another hit to the nuts
and, if it wasn’t for the [?] i wouldn’t have any luck
(so what’s the deal) who knows? i might have had a career
if i didn’t love rappin’, mind having a beer
but, i’m here so…broke my first alb-m
deep on hackin’ [?] welfare
and that healthcare hurts, three grand to fix my teeth
so i can eat dominos’ [?]

[pre-hook: trials]
broke, hungry, singin’ the blues
and if i wasn’t then i wouldn’t have these lyrics for you
i said i’m broke, hungry, singing the blues
and if i wasn’t then i wouldn’t have these lyrics for you
i said i’m broke, hungry, singin’ the blues
son, check, check
i said we broke, hungry, singing the blues
and if i wasn’t then i wouldn’t have these lyrics for you, check

[verse 2: hons]
well, let me take you on a trip down memory lane
where my life is on track and ‘oars ain’t have a name
back then, modern day’s the goal
me and t matched my credit cards out like a piece of coal
and since the, [?] chain still meant debt
and thank god i’ve had three alb-ms to vent
all my anger for every one ‘oars banger
you’ve heard i talk truth for whatever it’s worth
and me? i shouldn’t have dropped out like kanye
partied like a rock star, may catch the hard way
guess i’m lucky that my ex was a [b-tch]
and she got a shout out on the greatest hit
to be clear, it ain’t about my [?]
but i’ve got mad room for you on my next cd
work a job that i hate for the music i love
and won’t quit till the fans stop showin’ me some

[verse 3: sesta]
last call mean i get on the plane now
a couple of screaming kids for a couple of breakdowns
we’ll call around the back as soon as the plane’s down
[?] a race, now
how we gonna pay if they don’t do it on credit
([?] you could forget it)
come on man, the lead kicked me off the system
for a couple of little gigs i did in brisbane
now there’s dogs in my bag and they sniff it, sittin’
and the jacket i got on is practically lifted (what’s that?)
i don’t actually know exactly what’s in it
but i get the [?] suspicion that i should bin it
you thinkin’ what this livin’ll do
it probably costs an arm and a leg [?] and a liver or two
and you wonder why they singin’ the blues
i just rocked a crowd of a couple of thousand [?] to prove, i’m still

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