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whoisjuan - dog days lyrics

now black santa never fit a mold
truthfully, n-gga wasn’t always cold
he always did what he was told
till one day he got bold
figured hes black hes gotta be a thug
he went to carlos, that’s the plug
carlos asked if he wanted a nug
and black santa, he just shrug
homie never ever touched a drug
but he couldn’t live in reality anymore
poor homie was shaken to the core
his mom on the streets she a wh0r-
his dad was just as poor
he knew if he smoked there was no going back
but at this point a heart he start to lack
went from smoking dope to dealing crack
carlos said lil’ homie had a knack
so santa moved out into his own lil shack
cold nights had him on prozac
no girl, no parents and no crew
whats a lil man to do?
trapped the streets 24/7 till he grew
deep inside lil dude knew
this way of living was making him cold
all he could do was hold, on
but inside he knew his heart was gone

all these annoying girls he couldn’t bear
cause he knew there wasn’t any love anywhere
he could handle being alone, didn’t care
at least that”s what he thought
love and happiness could always be bought
and he knows in the end hes all hes got
homies only trapping till he can buy a yacht
homies trapping every day hoping he doesn’t get caught
praying to god to forgive him, wants to go back to the old days
poor little santa missing his old ways
gotta drown his feelings so hes gonna blaze
homies gotta make sure he stays in a daze
trying to make sure cold and heartless is how he stays
he knows life’s a game so he plays
he knows hes gotta hustle to afford the new jays
so he carries on in his dog days

- whoisjuan lyrics

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