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letra de higher - amaan

(yeah, back again for the 1st time)

intro verse:
now tear the roof of this
f-cker no limits into this elevation
we plotted patient precise planning
now domination i’m bobby fisher
of this hawth-rne of chess players
we nothing major don’t forget who
made ya

verse 1:
okay this sh-t here has been crafted since back in the bas-m-nt
early creations in grandma’s kitchen, we compete with majors
inside that camry bumpin curtis jackson latest bangers. my
uncle stanley told me get this paper
okay i woke up this morning told myself i ain’t taking sh-t from n0body my whole life i bottle this pain just to please everybody
all emotions you mix this petrol, with a little bit of that napalm
this molotov burning ya f-cking whole squad
arson inside his eyes he’s a caged demon the
bird has been locked up so long it went from him
being the prey to him out here preying on people
oppression can’t run for too long you held us from equity reach
now feel the wrath of this negro

( skit)
i told yall before this the return of the gawd, god-body you are now entering the 7th ascension of heaven all praise to the most high
you ready???

bridge:

imma soar now reach all of my
goals now anyone of you stop me
chopper headed for your skull, blaowww
n-ggas tried to destroy me i done persevered threw
all that once considered a prince now
imma ya m-th-f-ckin lord now

verse 2:
okay this gotta be the one to
f-ckin get me out the slums i’ve been
souffle whipping, cooking in h-lls
kitchen for too long, being underrated
got me shuttlesworth strong, punchlines
be hitting like the net when i fl!ck the wrist of my
tounge lets take it back to the old days street
knowledge was the goal mane, my pens my mac
10 i be splitting n-ggas in all ways, they got you g-ssed up
thinking bout that cash huh them b-tches you be pillow taking to
work for the man bruh. 360 degrees of fine line knowledge
get igloo dollars estate is backed by gold so n-gga f-ck your
profits, keep the flow my n-gga get the dough my n-gga
got a keen sense of tempo that’s why the flow so cold
grind so mama don’t have to work for jew man no more
tell ya, rabbi, i am abba of my finance n-gga. can’t confine
this n-gga, try to sedate what jah gave me but i see threw ya lies
i’m going high

skit 2:
like i told you before this the return of the gawd, god-body
all that weak sh-t is never gonna last just remember one thing the real will always live forever amaan_ru_gawd

outro:
we won’t just die we multiply
we elevate and then we soar to the sky (2x)

- amaan

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