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shady boy (el monte) - wino lyrics

[verse 1]
my hearts forever doomed
destined to be vacant
drugs consumed in vane homie
never to awaken
i scream out to god while every empty bottles silent
speaking volumes of a man
living life on auto+pilot
my minds traumatized from violent homicides
those who know me know i changed
after my momma died
i seen a stranger in the mirror
he was sweating from his eyes
prolly was the first time that i seen
a grown man cry
it did something to me
these demons never left my side
couple k!llers turned rat
my hollows full of pesticide
my hearts doomed forever
imma say for the second time
this isn’t just a verse
m+th+f+ckers better recognize
or find a hiding spot to go curl in
cuz this emf gang’ll hit your
block like a whirlwind
i put that on my brown skin
this life is second nature
just to live to be a vegetable
is gonna take an angel

[hook]
yeah yeah
i’m a wino
looked him in his eyes
before he hit a high note
i know one day i’ll pay for my sins
yeah i know
can’t get him out my head
cuz i watched him die slow
and i ain’t happy here
i tried but never persevered
my mind is a prison
and it’s steady getting worse in here
yeah
but before you see me burst in tears
automatic burst is how i’m cursing
every person near + yeah

[verse 2]
everyone i came to love
took a ride in that hurse
i’m immersed in so much dirt
i’m f+cken dying of thirst
similar to quicksand
my dawgs are all hitman
some cowards hating on me
give a f+ck cuz you could get mad
i really do this
i’m too young to be an og
this 50 round drum means
the streets will never know peace
won’t stop till my misplaced rage is felt
so stick a quarter in your ass
b+tch you played yourself
i wish a m+th+f+cka would
like the grip on this nine milli
new age rappers rhyme silly
lying about k!lling
ain’t a game you wanna play
or a bridge you wanna tread
you should know that words spreads
like your baby’s mommas legs
i can the make song cry
so they ask me i still got it
back up in the hood
mothaf+cka and i’m still bout it
ain’t a rapper in the game that’s ever dissed me
same reason why some foos ain’t breathing
after bullets missed me

[verse 3]
used to rep my hood wrong
with that dope fiend look
i ain’t ashamed to speak up on it
something like an open book
when i was young i was dumb
and almost wrecked myself
i was lost in the sauce
but i checked myself
i’m grown now
keeping every single toe down
humble n i’m solid b+tch
good in my hometown
beat my life sentence
and i bounced back stronger
my b+lls got bigger
and my d+ck got longer
the reason why your b+tches chonies
got a wet spot
you been to the pen
but you never been to gen pop
known for downing b+tch ass rookies
like an overdose
i’m known for pounding out the p+ssy
till it’s comatose
not to tute my own h+rn
but i shoot that
i stay in true form under pressure
and i shoot back
n0bodys bulletproof n while i’m
young i feel i’ll get got
and end up underground
like the realest form of hip hip

- shady boy el monte lyrics

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