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the day the lamb died - therichmusic lyrics

[verse 1: therichmusic]
as you grow older you lose such thing as purity
f*ck growin’ up, i ain’t want maturity
no sense of security, lookin’ at my insecurities
they say, f*ck your innocence, that’s not important
i’d teach you the same thing your daddy would, that’s the difference
grow up, learn how to put yourself as a priority
f*ck you, f*ck the minority, that’s reality, what?
i ain’t know sh*t, come and prove it
i ain’t know sh*t, how ’bout the attitude, you lose it
b*tch, where’s the gratitude, we stuck in 50 mile per hour altitude
like come on, lambs stop feedin’ off rabbit food
lovin’ me was what i had assumed, but now i’m out playin’ you
b*tch this the day*
come on man, we can scr*p
got 10 body’s, cut that cap, what’s that?
it’s on sight, man cut that cr*p
it’s on sight, then comе on man, clap
lost on my own path, come on get on your own raft
f*ck a gps, we ain’t need no maps, i ain’t need no succеss
f*ck a gps, i ain’t need blood pressure rising, f*ck stress
this the day the lamb died, so come on and ride the tide

[verse 2: norad]
look, this rent money overdue (what?)
and i don’t know what i’mma do (what?)
broke as f*ck, and i’m down, not my luck, i should’ve stayed in school (yeah)
probably be livin’ better than these motherf*ckers wavin’ at their tubes (uh)
drivin’ in the same city every day, waitin’ for a different view (yeah)
instead i was playin’ fool (what?)
thought rap was my way out, but it only turned to my fuel (uh*huh)
and i ain’t know any men, better learn to use this tool
so, now i got a way to explain everythin’ on the brain when i need to get away, just to let loose
i’m livin’ the [?], livin’ the bein’ the better me, hopin’ they notice
keepin’ it noted, knowin’ when i’m comin’ for bein’ the coldest
said they don’t love me, the f*ck, i’mma know [?]
they just don’t wanna admit it, they ego showin’, knowin’ they broken
cause i know the moment that i get it, they gonna turn to opponents
f*ck you, don’t text me, you wasn’t there when my momma died, and that sh*t really upsets me
never reached out just to bless me
your apology wanna press me
so the next time you think about hittin’ my line, b*tch don’t even stress me

- therichmusic lyrics

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