p. contender - raindrops on ro$es lyrics
(f-ck em forever)
[verse 1: p. contender]
everybody’s living their f-ckin’ lives
look at me suffer like i could just die
stand in my own way, i wanna collide
pockets so empty, i need to decide
is this the final struggle?
will this issue bust the bubble?
is it gonna take me down, break the brown?
will it even matter in the end?
poppin’ the top of a fresh can of citrus blood
wanna see a halo, gotta lay low and steal it from a fallen one
talkin’ angels, while you bang hoes in durangos, i’ve been run
-ing all on creation to fill up the sp-ces
the maiden voyage barely let your boy make it
(make it, gotta make it)
everybody thinkin’ that i’m forsaken
look him in the eye, you’ll see the pain is right where his brain went
i’m mindless, my mind bent like a rhombus
my time doesn’t mean nothing cause it’s already gone
[chorus: slick dagger]
a! sitting alone in my thoughts
j! b-tch i don’t want it to stop
slick, grabbin’ on my d-ck, that’s your chick
dagger in the back, motherf-cker’s so sick
[verse 2: p. contender]
let me get that love back, you hate me
we both backwards skating
our souls in the backwoods with black hoods for safety
can’t let em know who the f-ck we are
this our bizarre art to martyr out parts, uncharted doubt starts
science, arithmetic, couldn’t explain a bit
add a few little fits, call me a little b-tch
you don’t matter cause you already quit
i don’t matter cause i’m apart of it
can’t feel my fingertips
liquid to my lips, here to let my dreams fall in in the pit
[chorus: slick dagger]
(i’m not the hand of their tools, i’m gonna live by my rules!)
[change-up verse: slayj]
came with the flame, leave an ash on your name
never been the same, tell me who’s getting blamed
it’s a runaway horse, b-tch, i’m taking the reins
and we’re leaving blood stains
black city, don’t you act sh-tty make a p-ss at me
spazzing like your grandpa took acid
talking mad sh-t, i’m taking the b-sset hounds out
let em run around your house (no doubt)
pardon my french, make a finch flinch
let me bring it back again, it ain’t no big sitch
wam, god-mn, watching c-span
see em put a ban on your man, we can even hold hands
i’ll be d-mned if i land, turn this plane into sand
no backhand limericks, i’m limitless
hot pan, you ain’t listen, now you burnt
so i don’t give a cr-p how you happened to get hurt
this ship is going down, and i’m captain until the dirt
see my name tag, right here reading lurch
now run home little b-tch, i’ll see your -ss in church
(came with the flame, leave an ash on your name)
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