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Corners of the House

from Houston, We Gots a Gangsta Problem by Surg1

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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, im 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 of an 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

Ugh, I’m always tired

The pain, it’ll never go away
You can try to numb the pain, but-

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from Houston, We Gots a Gangsta Problem, released July 1, 2022
Surg1 - main artist, songwriting, production

Sample credits:
Kid Cudi - Swim in the Light
Surg1, Elektrakz - Dimensions (Interlude) [additional self-sample]

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An experimental artist/producer that just does his own thing. Since 2016.

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