leaves (milan) – then november came lyrics
[intro: november]
double u on production, we might find you dead
yeah
yeah
let’s go
[verse 1: november]
then november came
then i came
wounds in a thought
harsh winter, cold wind, fear, spit with a cough
broke down with my ones, struck, split, gotta duck
man down, on the ground, left hand holding rocks
right hand handing handful smiles, biting my own arm
leak tracks, mandatory standing up like a soldier
when the general command was to pick up your weapon
all them other fools were moving weight like they got a medal
sl1ck rick with the chains, trapped, two man cell state of mind
big daddy, cane with the walking, i needed a lie
dropped on my knees, that’s when it all comes together
real life, real chills, that’s the time i be fed up
yeah, showing me this path seems too hard, nothing set up
one day i’ll be amazed how i managed to stand up
time p-ssed, real stand, all them f-ckers be biting dust
not forgiving, not forgetting, man, these words just a beautiful l-st
[hook:november]
then november came
then i came
wounds in a thought
then november came
then i came
wounds in a thought
[verse 2: november]
then november came
then i came
wounds in a thought
blood on my leaves, tears on your face ‘bout to drop
at a funeral, black clothed, singing too much
lurking p-ssies watching, watch my tree growing up
is it yours? is it mine? everybody -ssuming
it’s the death of the one who came around with solutions
foe, all the seeds that i planted now breaking the concrete
spit purple on your plants, mines, they needed watering
all my lows, by the law, ‘till the dude ‘came the man
while my fortresses is monumental, you built the house with sand
looks from our side, all you hoes all in trembling
had your time, motherf-ckers, all you left is to get it in and
go, run, take care, the duo be chasing your steps
seek tracks, k!ller hands, nothing can’t make up for that
gotta stick up from you f-cks, i copied that
you copying my ways, ‘bout life? you ain’t coping with that
that’s that big difference, you f-cks, you living off the hype, hype
ok, i’m done
[hook: november]
[verse 3: november]
then november came
then i came
wounds in a thought
f-ck with your brains, ‘bout the body, i’m bigging it up
luck not my name, but your god, man, is giving it up
on you, got a goose, since the winter is coming
never left seemingly, summers not kalahari
meaning that, you illiterates: the cold never leaves
and with me, ‘bout the culture, you could never compete
know my mind and my thought to the world it’s a treat
yeah
and i’m in my side with my woe like all the time
we just laughing at your music, in this sh-t you’d better die
you keep talking all that sh-t, ok, i’m closing all that ride
on the seven, seven, seven, looking distant from the lies
with my eyes, look for better times, seems like on the wire
suit and tie, fresh in body and mind, that’s my state of mind
ugh
reading that lyrics just made me cry, what you thinking ‘bout?
nah, i ain’t talking of pain, smiles on me in sight
[outro: november]
november’s very own
double u on the production
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