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lirik lagu la dolce vita – darren

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[verse 1]
the stone cold sober woke up with a hangover
had life doing c-ke on the p-ssenger seat
just to take the edge off, like selma and louise
it was a summer day, it was awful and hot
our blood clots, eyes shut, we was high and in love
dreams about monte carlo, in the eldorado
with colourful models, jaws shut, toting cubanos
p-ss the blunt then tilt the bottle
it help her relieve stress and digest the whole model
her designer clothes, smeared with wine and c-ke
her nonchalant approach, a turn-off to most
guess my life is still a b-tch, but mines the type to pose
on the cover of vogue, provoke, lifestyle
cut from mia wallaces cloth
vintage and raw, moulin rouge, type to flaunt her bra and move
f-ck me raw than switch the mood
yes, life’s a broad, life’s a broad, covered in lies and alcohol
but when the fat hit the fire

[interlude:gandalf]
perhaps another time or maybe ‘nother place
could’ve eased my mind, would’ve never seen your face
or heard about you
but now you call my name & your reality
though it’s hard to explain, i know i’ll never be
without you
i know nothing about you

[verse 2]
just another worthless version, without tuition and intuition
my moms not in to wishing, but she didn’t vision her son washing dishes
just because his color frame is, a little more pink than the dames is
life is a b-tch, and its favourite, is to make n-gg-‘s go crazy
she give em pictures of gold rings, and long legs
then smack them n-gg-‘s, make they beds with no bread
no pots to p-ss in, they’re treated as roaches
they have no cl-ss to live in
im acid driven, have no ambition
to play my part in this satan given star sudded series
were all seeking for standard pushing theories
my owl vision, please shut the f-ck up and listen
as i, pic-sso paint this scorsese picture
the gospel birthed within him, the jeans seemed tailor fitted
his genes are mixed aesthetics
causing all sorts of critics, to conform my crazy antics
they call em; lucifers baby
whenever my tooth buds, spit ruthless language
but they want me to go roofless, and choose they, way of moving
but hey, another crab survived, the barrel alive
so i’d like to welcome y’all and introduce my sides

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