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letra de just another mister - aeromos

(verse 1)
i’ll bring holyfield to the tyson fight
old me died at the hands of megachurch and a white jesus christ
that was back when hot prada
was gasoline hanes and perpetrating the fraud
like i was eating competition off the knife
with a side order of serial
all my belongings chinese it all felt imperial
never knew ethereal feelings then
in the present i’m still waiting
for the day i get to walk home to a yellow ribbon
shaded into different cells but one prisoner
recreations officer wanted to call it all mental
but the only arson he’s seen was me spilling cons with a pencil
however how’s being drugged through a field wrist bound
something to be proud of
honestly i rather have it out before i was awarded minerals
and my blood sweat and tears was sanitized to fiji to my peers
i guess that bleeds into my mantra freedom over filigree
notes to keep in my later years
i used to have nine but i’m a third of the cat you once knew
that’s just the price of living life how you want to
i just climbed out the wine cellar to spit bars till y’all in a drunken stupor
go on and party i’m focusing on character
i charged myself into arrested development
ignorant folk only see cuban links
not the chains of events
being late before hitting the grave
i reckon every story ends in the pits
suppose that’s a question
on dead presidents heads before they’re spent
or maybe that plays pretentious
flipping a money brag into a philosophical issue
i was endowed in that after the scripture
in a time faith was down as stocks in general
why pursue bonds when you’re not going to gel with jane and john doe
cause a body bag is evidence in a court of law bro
easy smoke be careful showing light to the marlboro
i’m on the intersect between asphalt and concrete
the only compromise was driving at walking speed
i live by the cross and vicariously through jesus
so his will will be followed through the t
it’s here we traveled 360
around blocks stamped with approval to eat off government loopholes
me and my squadron of anarchist will toss bricks then flip the rubble into a group home
with the excuse of being a negative force with positive intentions
i’ma have to move from my glass house cause all y’all demand i add tint in
and open my doors and windows for more criticism
i’ve been trying to find the source
well before song reviews lended me four mics
he just needs to stay on his six when trolling from retirement
cause when the tires spin
i ain’t coming to shake fist and you can’t fist a cuff a leviathan
i ain’t talking firing squads
cause geyser extinguished when i spit bars
came to my prime on house galleries with art decos
all that bled into my rap records
while half the city reps glocks as they were versace accessories
it seems excessive to me
like an executive gassing a n0body
to a star with a cash advance
only scratch on some songs are those clauses
and after the show
bigmouth bass fishing throwing lines to there co
that’s the dioxide k!lling the environment i want to grow
in other words there’s boarshead i want picked up from the grocers
i follow the rule of thirds
so i’m not the center of attention in the big picture
in all honesty i’m just another mister

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