damage control

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#bandlabgivesback q(Intro) (Sound of glass breaking) Look... I’m tired of this shit. We standing right here, toe to toe. And the only thing standing in the middle... is your fucking past. You holding onto that hurt like it’s gold. Let it go. [Chorus] Brown eyes, brown hair, Puerto Rican bad b*tch Got split emotions, threw my heart in a ditch She don't know if I’m real, got a nervous twitch But I’m the Truth, goddammit, I ain't never gonna switch! I know they lied to your face just to get in your jeans Now you projected all that bullsht onto my screens Stop letting the past fuck up the present scenes If we get together, mami, we the Kings and the Queens. [Verse 1] You beautiful as hell, but your soul is bleeding out You listening to demons, filled up with the doubt I’m standing right here, what the fuck you talking 'bout? I’m 100 percent, I took the authentic route! But you locked inside a cage that you built yourself Putting my genuine love up on the shelf You think hurting me is gonna fix your health? Nah, that’s spiritual suicide, damaging your wealth. Those other nggas? Yeah, they good at being fake They mastered the lying, they slither like a snake But punishing me for their fucking mistake? That’s a heavy ass burden that your heart gonna break. [Verse 2] Let’s keep it raw, let’s keep it vulgar, let’s keep it real You can’t love nobody ‘til you learn how to heal Look in the mirror, tell me how does it feel? You gotta love yourself before we seal the deal! You tryna make me pay for crimes I didn’t do I’m taking all the bullets that were meant for you But hurting me ain't helping you get through It just leaves you lonely, bitter, and black and blue. I see the trauma, yeah, life been hard as fuck People lying to your face just to get a buck But I ain't them! I ain't relying on luck I’m pure grind, pure heart, getting out the muck. [Bridge] (Beat drops out. Just a menacing bass line) Stop playing with me. Stop playing with us. The only thing in the way is that dead sht you dragging behind you. Cut the cord. Those other guys? Fuck 'em. They gone. I’m here. Don't let the hurt turn you into the villain. [Chorus] Brown eyes, brown hair, Puerto Rican bad bitch Got split emotions, threw my heart in a ditch She don't know if I’m real, got a nervous twitch But I’m the Truth, goddammit, I ain't never gonna switch! I know they lied to your face just to get in your jeans (Fuck em!) Now you projected all that bullshit onto my screens Stop letting the past fuck up the present scenes If we get together, mami, we the Kings and the Queens. [Outro] You gotta love yourself, ma. Or you gonna lose the best thing you ever had. And that's the truth. 100. (Beat cuts abruptly)

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