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Corners of the House

Surg1

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Corners Of The House
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Surg1
Surg1
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Surg1
Surg1
Songwriter
carlos bermudes
carlos bermudes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Surg1
Surg1
Producer

Lyrics

Bet, ight, yeah Well, how is it now I tried to explain and tried to break it down I feel so shit being around and involved Around the corners of the house I had nothing to solve Nothings the same, nothings too much to handle I lost my pair of sandals And I don't wanna touch the doorhandle Oh god That's all I can say that I might need me a damn maybach Probably so I can lay back Wait hold up lemme playback, oh Nothings the same Nothings too much to handle I lost my pair of sandals Don't wanna touch the doorhandle Oh god I'm still young, still young But I tend to inspire a couple of fellows But I'm still young I'm still young, still young But I tend to lead a couple of fellows But I'm still young, still fucking young To carry it out in the back of my back Where do they come from Where do they come from It felt so wholesome But they come in like I owe some shit But really what was it Where's my part to lead in I feel so fucking shit I feel so fucking shit I am bleeding Not physically, but mentally Around my big family Fall so flat like I'm Stanley Need to drink to step it in Back at it again, low in the pack wind unlike back then I have a few amends like making an album, come back it again I am a man of my own words, creative, never was stiff Yeah my baggy baggy eyes Now it's not the time I ain't surprised of how tired I really am or of how stoked I am Easy to say I ain't no stan People wanna beef but never had time to spam Wouldn't stand a chance To become who they wanna be Instead they waste their time on social media, pointlessly beefing I get so tired of what I'm seeing Pointless to say, they'll never be reaching What they wanna be, I'm stoked sadly I broke my ankle like Achilles My weaknesses are mad at me But I don't have a foot of an athlete Least I didn't smear it off like it was concrete Well it's never like I was dead meat Or if I was, I hope the best that they catch me She did the lines, she did the coke I'm just right there drinking coke Still wonder if there's hope So, what do I know All I know is I don't know nothing People's mouth come out as nothing Open up the gates, it's time for something Oh god help me, lord have mercy All I know is I don't know nothing People's mouth come out as nothing Open up the gates, it's time for something Oh god help me, lord have mercy I'm always tired The pain, it'll never go away You can try to numb the pain, but-
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