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au revoir - vic monroe lyrics

yeah, right
rest in peace to my pops
[?], miss haddy, that’s gino’s moms
yeah, to all political prisoners
get free, come home

exotic portraits hang on my wall
i reminisce on how we’ve all
we was just tryna get involved
wide eyes and small fries
we do the same sh*t runnin’ in place
open the garage, hop in the gate
[?] knows, this is his before the crack and the [?]
the carter era, my neighborhood big as the broken measure
life is a puzzle tryna put it together

those lessons we relish
from fruit cups to kool*aid
to wine cellars
dad came in [?]
[?] with some wild ones
i fear they never met it
go medals and [street cal] aesthetics
the go*line was their goldmine

jerome [?] time
speaking through lone letters
hopin’ the time won’t forget ’em
in the barrel of snakes, it’s hard to avoid the venom
happens that a high percentage
of [?] facts i spit it
[?]
then they distorted the image (i’mma take away your breath)
then they distorted the image (d*mn)
to rocks and powder, from pain came power
imagining not give giving you light
imagine my pen not giving you life
we were born like thieves in the night
(i’mma take away your breath)

to rocks and powder, from pain came power
imagining not give giving you light
imagine my pen not giving you life
we were born like thieves in the night
(i’mma take away your breath)

the most devoted and i’m reachin’ my quota
like i have an angel on my shoulder watching over
for the dark cloud hovering over
rocking the poncho
moving through life like pr*nto

gone are the days of [dukes of hazzard]
i play [?]
the games you play are snot*nosed
chicago when it’s cold, slip on the black ice
n*ggas outside smokin’ [square, shoot, and dice]

the venom [alright]
who would’ve known that my pen would ignite
my big bro stood on my right
we’re men now, came from mice
close my eyes, i’m ditchin’ christ
[lone] early, they jealous [?] dislikes
the [fly doo], my gang pharmaceutical type
my dame, she the l*sty type
we eat the [?], we’re cookin’, it’s nice
and sway pumas, the civil rights
this there beat street music, we was here
to rocks and powder, from pain came power
imagining not give giving you light
imagine my pen not giving you life
we were born like thieves in the night
(i’mma take away your breath)

to rocks and powder, from pain came power
imagining not give giving you light
imagine my pen not giving you life
we were born like thieves in the night
(i’mma take away your breath)

(i’mma take away your breath)
(i thought i’d just chill, take*take*take a breath)
(i’mma take away your breath)
(i thought i*i*i’d j*j*j*just chill)
(i’mma take away your breath)
(i thought i’d just chill, take*take a breath)
(i’mma take away your breath)
(i thought i*i*i’d j*j*j*just chill)
(just chill)

- vic monroe lyrics

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