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quanche - middle child lyrics

[verse]
sometimes i swear i forget
og draqs shot himself in the head, josh got shot the bullet paralyzed him he in a wheelchair, bajun is dead
bubba is gone, ruth got shot in his leg, scoop got a slug in his lung it will be there for life
g got life, he’s tryna appeal it so whats so appealing about this life?
skippy got sent back home, fizzy came home to his little kid grown
uoeno man i wish i didn’t know, this scar on my face should’ve been on my throat
same week on the block gauze all on my cheek
same night my bros shot at whoever they seen
crack gotta move cause we gotta arm up
sause cut a mans face, floyd cut his arm up
six months later thank god i’m alive
stabbed five man thank god they’re alive
now days i don’t carry nothing on mine, i’m not afraid to die and my hands work fine
oh, that’s another thing i wish i’d known; i can have anything that i wish about
so now i prophesize sh-t, young ishmael
anything i wanna get back i just dish it out

[middle eight]
driving big fat whips through the metropolitan
telling random brauds “get in”
they only drink cosmopolitan
i’m okay with that
i grew up in a way where you can’t look back
don’t leave me hanging
x2

[outro: brad pitt sample from “fight club”]
“we’re the middle children of history man
no purpose or place
we have no great war, no great depression
our great war is a spiritual war
our great depression is our lives”

- quanche lyrics

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