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Sofa King
by Scab Heals
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Earn this... earn it
I don't understand while they're gone and we're still here
So I'ma rock this song and make sure the scab heals
Lonely, I miss all my dead homies
From Long Island to Long Beach
We'll connect again when our souls meet
I wake up, french press the java then I bench press a lotta
And pretend the stress and sorrow can be mended with a bottle
40 ounce to freedom
Subliminally speaking pray the Lord denounce my demons while I'm criminally thieving
I mean I'm
Stealing buzzes from something green and
Mother Earth she holds my feet when
I learn from all the teachings of the spirits that I'm seeking
Souls of my loved ones even foes that I bludgeoned
Please know that I'm humble to repent and send my love to you
We're all one in God's son but ooh
I am
Lonely, I miss all my dead homies
From Long Island to Long Beach
We'll connect again when our souls meet
Lonely, I miss all my dead homies
From Long Island to Long Beach
We'll connect again when our souls meet
For the scars on me
I blame R. Kelly
He made us think that we could fly and we'd never fucking die
For the drugs in me
I could not believe we're dying from what we've done
We were so fucking young
For the scars on me
I blame R. Kelly
He made us think that we could fly and we'd never fucking die
For the drugs in me
I could not believe we're dying from what we've done
We were so fucking young
Earn this... earn it
I don't understand while they're gone and we're still here
So I'ma rock this song and make sure the scab heals
Lonely, I miss all my dead homies
From Long Island to Long Beach
We'll connect again when our souls meet
I wake up, french press the java then I bench press a lotta
And pretend the stress and sorrow can be mended with a bottle
40 ounce to freedom
Subliminally speaking pray the Lord denounce my demons while I'm criminally thieving
I mean I'm
Stealing buzzes from something green and
Mother Earth she holds my feet when
I learn from all the teachings of the spirits that I'm seeking
Souls of my loved ones even foes that I bludgeoned
Please know that I'm humble to repent and send my love to you
We're all one in God's son but ooh
I am
Lonely, I miss all my dead homies
From Long Island to Long Beach
We'll connect again when our souls meet
Lonely, I miss all my dead homies
From Long Island to Long Beach
We'll connect again when our souls meet
For the scars on me
I blame R. Kelly
He made us think that we could fly and we'd never fucking die
For the drugs in me
I could not believe we're dying from what we've done
We were so fucking young
For the scars on me
I blame R. Kelly
He made us think that we could fly and we'd never fucking die
For the drugs in me
I could not believe we're dying from what we've done
We were so fucking young
