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letra de ghost - akai solo

[hook]
we speaking on hope, i fancy a tiny ripple
[?] minds, y’all ain’t got my [?] out a pickle
i learned when to ghost, evaded a death bag
dived into my duffel
got rare eats on my plate like i’m finished [?] truffles
[?], cannot stunt when i’m around
rough passing out as i pass by
blending in like a passer-by
been conspiring movement
[?] in my drive, in my lack of

[verse]
in a vehicle at a violent speed, i was driving
the passengers was my past lives, these known [?] fragments
these conversations started, don’t be starting sh-t
watch how they hit the corners, [?] positions as i switch mine
i’m thinking [?]
the vessel’ll get b-tch made
[?] it’s cold in the middle
[?] proficient with the fiddle
the descendants [?]
know my body, if i get up on it, know we got it
if something sittin’ on the chest, tell her try standing up
i’m on stand-by right here, uh
in the flesh for those who might care
[?] so i’m moving careful
yo, paranoia parade got me evading physicals
somebody told me [?] and now i’m telling you
black people should go to the doctor
black people need better health-care
all this gas in my lungs, now my heart doing stunts, now i’m scared
the plight catch a slight once [?] valid
[?] dead as far as interior design goes
i’ll have to search for it in a minute, it’s just unfortunate that i noticed it
[?] is wherever that we watching
we got transcendental meditation goals [?] from my consciousness into a pure goal
on my journey of self discovery via reckless recreational escapism
all that we do is an attempt at [?] schisms
all that i am is an attempt at understanding oblivion
the motivation behind the vision [?] deviating and then finally reconnecting
[hook]
if we speaking on hope, i fancy a tiny ripple
[?] minds, y’all ain’t got my [?] out a pickle
i learned when to ghost, evaded a death bag
dived into my duffel
got rare eats on my plate like i’m finished [?] truffles
[?], cannot stunt when i’m around
rough passing out as i pass by
blending in like a passer-by
been conspiring movement
[?] in my drive, in my lack of
if we speaking on hope, i fancy a tiny ripple
[?] minds, y’all ain’t got my [?] out a pickle
i learned when to ghost

[outro]
and i- i think again, things that are not seen as topical, clever, um
y’know, witty in a shallow sense, we often don’t hear
and i don’t wanna just talk about the hooks
i think dissonant speech is not valued in our nation, whether it comes from white men
y’know, rich white men or poor white men
i think the real issue is we are in danger as a nation
of silencing any form of speech that goes against what is perceived to be the status quo

- akai solo

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