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lirik lagu art morera – i’ll be back

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are we there yet?
nah, we’re on the way though
hey look, p-ss the lighter
thank you

uh

roll down the windows
traffic clears, the highway opens
in my rear view mirror, the city dwindles
rev the motor
sweater for the weather when it’s colder
heading toward another atmosphere like minnesota
can of soda in the cup holder for ash from the dojo
gas station coffee, y’all need to wake up and smell the folders
i’m the dopest
if i was sentenced longer from what i had on me when pulled over
my last project would’ve been my magnum opus
but god is glorious and it’s not where my story ends
if you want to hear about it then hop in the delorean
i’ll be doc, you be marty
my dog morty is einy, that’s einstein
there i go again with my time lines
don’t worry, i’m fine, been enlightened, disconnected
wrote a song at a rest stop with no wifi
had to back track a bit, i guess i missed the exit
as where i’m heading, it’s a different direction
but i’ll be back

don’t worry i’ll be back
i’ll be back
no worries
said they’ll be sad when you’re gone
might ask where you’re going
you don’t mean no harm
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back

i live in a transit city, it’s awesome
but i’ve been here too long
got an itch on my palm
gonna get a b-tch on my arm, like pete and pete
don’t get me wrong, i said that line once before
vegan how i eat a beat that i produce
samples on this, hope they don’t notice
if they do, i’m breaking bread
this tape for heads getting toasted on a road trip
riding up the 1 how i’m coastin’
homies in california can’t wait ’til i go again
weed in a jar, my third eye is ajar
want my name next to the beatles
like the cover art, we’ll see though
that’s a cocuyo by the way, and it’s lit
crawled on my hand for a bit, even taught it to sit
i’m just playing, but we chatted for a minute in the city of transit
upon departure, i wasn’t mad at it
and as it went on it’s way, it turned and asked what i do
i said “i rap, and you?”
“oh you know, this and that, well i’ll be back”

don’t worry i’ll be back
i’ll be back
no worries
said they’ll be sad when you’re gone
might ask where you’re going
you don’t mean no harm
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back ‘fore you know it
i’ll be back

transit city
yeah, miami
art morera