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letra de smoke a pound - aisha sekhmet

[verse 1]

baptized in homicidal third eye visions
skeletons slip in a wasteland prison of rage
blind by the life we given
grinding, relying on a clip and the gauge
n-ggas need nuts on they chin to help ‘em
f-ck you and your album shout out to malcolm x
revolutionary hearts connect
filthy rich and b-tch i’m next
f-ck it hang a million n-ggas in public
federal dope slangin pentagon puppets
whoever in the sky spitting down and cursing us
dropped off a long way from home
no mercy they drill n-ggas no bother
sh-tting on the grave of the white forefather ghosts
drugs they help the most, get high
dream of blood, don’t overdose
repeat the past, fast forward, rewind it
sentiments for n-ggas broke no bail bonding
give a fake b-tch the game and they gas it
nuclear abusive b-st-rds
switch lanes on a ho, money for the madness

[hook]

smoke a pound f-ckin with the science of sound
smoke a pound f-ckin with the science of sound
smoke a pound f-ckin with the science of sound
chiefin leaf with the priestess
smoke a pound f-ckin with the science of sound
smoke a pound f-ckin with the science of sound
smoke a pound f-ckin with the science of sound

[verse 2]

never been nice to n-ggas my advice to n-ggas is
don’t trust the b-tch who bought your soul
funny how it all come together for gold
and how it all break apart when the money go
money come quicker than the trends and the sh-t we follow
give a dog a bone, a molly and a purple shake
the black sphinx telling a riddle
crack it down the middle get inside the gate
sambo the fiddle ho first checkmate
baking soda, weight and a apr-n tied
pyramid gold in the pan surprise
the hood know who the m-ffin man with pies is
gingerbread boy running catch him
flight from the red dot vengeance, hexing
retrospective unity and the gun
scare many motherf-ckers knowledge to some
cake, cake, arm & hammer baking
got em hippy shaking with the bic and a spoon
feed a motherf-cker his doom- collect coins
dance like diddy when the second line come
who got the keys to the city selling that pastry

[hook]

[verse 3]

sekhmet- she is i, and i am she
mouth full of gold hieroglyph spitter
unordinary k!ller digging deep in your pockets
pressed for time ring the bell and teach the nine ball
now we got a reason and a season to c-ck it
dope fiend naked in the house with no windows
look what the gl-ss d-ck done did to the n-ggas
snakes got venom in ‘em, squeeze the life out ‘cha
but it still don’t benefit nada
we here till the death light up and get bent
capital is all we want but don’t get
welcome to the next side of love and war
a b-tch played it raw and i remember surely
whatever i saw don’t disappoint me
taught me how to pick apart the real from phony
can’t wait to pick apart your skull and bones
blame society for the militant sh-t i’m on

[hook]

[outro]

approaching a paradigm of field n-ggas
you know i’m a trill n-gga
paradigm of real n-ggas scaring ‘em
scaring ‘em
scaring ’em

- aisha sekhmet

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