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tr gobrazy & fullstopnathan - mr.cooke lyrics

[intro]
(ayo tr, go crazy on these—)
(nathan)

[chorus]
mr. cooke told me that i’d end up dead
thirteen, used to be in detention bares (real talk)
i don’t care, never cared ’bout school back then
used to bunk right under the stairs, i don’t care, man
i’m still stuck in the ends when i’m out of the ends
still turning my head, couldn’t believe it
he got shot in his chest first time that i see a man dead
i was ten, best keep it a hundred and not one less

[verse]
broke up last week ‘cah she lie too much
she ain’t got no shame, still calling for s+x
broski spent his first one rack on a gun
i know he did, i know that you think that’s dumb
that makes so much sense where i’m from
i’m impatiently trying to get out the ends
i’m getting tired of turning my head (real talk)
my uncle’s got sentenced to death
i—i don’t even know if he’s dead yet
like how you gonna trap in a third world country, that’s what you get (real talk)
i’m impulsive, full of regrets
not proud of the things that i did with my friends
my uncle told me if i pass, he’ll buy me a whip
but my uncs got sentenced to—
[chorus]
mr. cooke told me that i’d end up dead
thirteen, used to be in detention bares (real talk)
i don’t care, never cared ’bout school back then
used to bunk right under the stairs, i don’t care, man
i’m still stuck in the ends when i’m out of the ends
still turning my head, couldn’t believe it
he got shot in his chest first time that i see a man dead
i was t— mr. cooke told me that i’d end up dead
thirteen, used to be in detention bares (real talk)
i don’t care, never cared ’bout school back then
used to bunk right under the stairs, i don’t care, man
i’m still stuck in the ends when i’m out of the ends
still turning my head, couldn’t believe it
he got shot in his chest—, best keep it a hundred and not one—

[outro]
let’s keep it— and not one less
i’m getting tired of turning my head
he got shot in his chest
when i’m out of the ends still turning my head, my uncs got sentenced to death
hundred— cooke told me that i’d end up dead
thirteen, used to be in— thirteen, used to be
end up dead, getting tired of turning my head

- tr gobrazy fullstopnathan lyrics

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