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lyrics
I would like to apologize for all the toxic behaviors I emitted to this world
To all the relationships I help to destroy in any and all capacities
I've learned a lot this year. I've also learned to forgive myself too
We might do shitty things here and there but doesn't make us shitty people
On God
On God, On God, On God
I'd loved you better when we met each other at first glance
Love can't be a statue it's more like a dance
Ever cried in your hands when your world fell to pieces
Drank the bottle of booze and passed out on the deep end
Befriend an enemy, lose a friend for the weekend
Then lose everything 'cause you ain't friend, you a fucking demon
I've been that person before
Never wanted to be the pain that would worsen the sore
I guess that's the way life even the score
Lose it all or build it better than before
If not lose it all, find yourself in a cellar without a door
Why you think Adam and Eve ate the apple to the core
Why you think the strip club bump like the back of the Porsche
When it's a go, let's go, it's an acute fashion of force
Not turning back when she cute, an attraction to the sport
Somethings last, others turn to trash in course
Can't be mad you did bad, you got to do better with chores
So clean that ass, spin the 'lac back to the porch
Be that man you can be instead of the trash you was after the war
On God, On God, On God
I'd loved you better when we met each other at first glance
Love can't be a statue, it's more like a dance
How can you forgive yourself when you burnt it all to treasons
Lied to yourself wide eyed to everyone you loved with no grievance
You once took pride in how integrity worked to keep reason
Rationality lied, dead lies, live amongst the wet seasons
The place where tears ride the cheeks, where you cheese like pizza
Since gone, no rights, motherfuckers now know my secrets
Been bastard Brent for far too long
Bout to switch tha fuck shit up and write a different song
Purity from the earth, the pain made the story
Would of done anything for her, but her vain bump the glory
Did what shame does, when he can't be fit to sit in same satina sofa
And his receipts cashed in thick
We was all bad, toxic to say the least
Been the extension of my father, the father figure I'll never meet
In the end it's Brenton Michael Gomez Valverde
160 in my shorts, always made money the fairway- what up
On God, On God, On God
I'd loved you better when we met each other at first glance
Love can't be a statue it's more like a dance
On God, On God, On God
I'd loved you better when we met each other at first glance
Love can't be a statue it's more like a dance
On God
credits
from BESOS,
released May 20, 2022
CONNY FRANKO - THE RAPPER & HAUNTED GAUNTLET - THE PRODUCER
M34N STR33T is a two-piece – composed of producer Haunted Gauntlet and emcee Conny Franko – pushing themselves in new
directions lyrically and musically. Verses exploring themes of joy, loss, and rage glide and jab over a sonic landscape that references and reassembles the sounds of the times....more
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023