Correction Lyrics Dead Cars by Armand Hammer

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Scrapyard ghosts levitating, slap box under wolf moons
Above streets where siri noted coordinates and was too scared to speak, come through
Host the grease, burnin' candles in the teeth
Summoned by the killer who remembered the names of each
Southside cop killer queens
Circle the vehicle and squeeze
Dusty feet beat streets with the breeze to their back
Some things you just can't leave in the past
They follow you home like skinny dogs separated from the pack
Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash
(Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash)

Dead cars stuffed with garbage line lost blocks
Laughin' at alternate side parkin'
Copper wire by the yard, scrap by the pound
Capoeira with the words, I just spin 'em round and round and round
That blood spattered Pelourinho center the town
Her bloody gown
Drug mud through the big house, massa gon' frown
Right before we throw him in the ground
Throw it in neutral, my cousins'll push me out, out

Pin-stripe and buffalo plaid, industrial gas leak
Good project heat, chap lip, cracked, A&amp;D for the scab
Dead cats in the streets for a week
'Tussin, rubbin' the gash
A few doors down from the beast
I was passed, smoked out on the Ave
The brash will discourage and the timid never try
The last born burden that he carried 'til he died
Earth, wind and fire, Brazilian rhyme, it's wild
Nine and out user, what it look like to be free and alive at 35
(what it look like to be free and alive at 35)

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