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respectnos – tell me lyrics

(nos…. intro)
news caster……..

how does it feel to bend your hopes, tell me
how does it feel to bend your hopes, tell me
how does it feel to bend your hopes, tell me
how does it feel to bend your hopes, tell me

verse 1:
his homies eyes they were dilated
mind stated with a certain hatred
when you a child and you’re heart is tainted
ignant to a fault that certain inks could blur the pages
so i waited to sort the way still
at fifteen i had an urge next to martin king
plottin’ dreams it seems i’m makin’ freddy sleep
but had to giv’ a f+ck to mess the sheets
and next to this was having a baby callin’ you daddy, sadly
i need decisions now i’m hitting 30
i need permission just to switch the telly
turn on the news to see the world’s deadly
and though the odds scare me
i had to feed this belly
with a baby comin’ and so i had to be ready
asides from his catholic backgrounds
to put his back down
i had to bag pounds to set a background
i took the wrong route
to pick the roses
you shoulda k!lled the pride to make samosa
not every sure plan is meant to profit
i had to set the orthodox out in different parts
of a broken heart consider this a broken art
caution with this whole bizarre
when you was drenched i was asleep up in noah’s arch
part of the reasons that my hopes are blur
or my faith in god is bout to take a different turn
kinda scared i might be seein’ wrong
i chose the pen and rewrote
i wrote a poem, she wrote (shewrote)
glory to the lord a baby’s cry the mother knows
hook
news caster

“how does it feel to bend your hopes, tell me
how does it feel to bend your hopes, tell me

(shewrotee…. verse 2)
you’ll go far if you was listening closely
the most part of what you quote fact was fictional stories
on point bulls eye throwing darts not an issue with glory
high resolution picture kodak it’s digital only
cold expression on my countenance was devil emoji
you talk the bezel and rollie
i grip the pencil and slowly
i draw a master plan
on how to fit your fave at the back of a caravan
drive it off a cliff playing my funny valentine by chaka khan
then spark a doja it’s growing on me
thoughts of going cold turkey like istanbul when the summer over
a lazy youth all i’ve done sofa was sitting, idling on the sofa
at least that’s what the president think
drown in liquor, burning reefer till the resident stink
what’s in the cup had to be bubbly
p+ssy drunk till my mental gallery blurry
lone wolf the pack is all me
it don’t matter if you hold me cause gravity got me
outro:
news caster…..

- respectnos lyrics

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