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letra de the night café - ankhlejohn

[verse 1]
sick sick sick (swear to god)
sh-t, million dollar meetings at the cafe
honestly i’ve seen more blessings come off a bad day
tryna spin me like a drag race
thought i’d be done but i resurrected n-ggas carry bad taste
rob his viruses and bacteria
lights are my only criteria
i cry tears enough cured thirst for a whole village
potent it’s locked up with co-defendants
he might tell cause he know who did it
his sister and his sister miss his s-x victim
scared to make bail ’cause them bullets could get left in ’em
wrong place at the wrong time see he was a lookout
his man let out the whole nine
in fact he did it with no signs
ran off on the plug twice, and now he facin’ his whole life
he hope is man don’t tell
he remember it well
the day before he screamin’ on murder his whole life
sh-t trife (time out)

sick sick sick
know what i’m talm bout (swear to god)
mic check mic check (swear to god)
soundin’ sweet

[verse 2]
sh-t, n-ggas been sayin’ comin’ soon for a whole year
i’m shuttin’ down every block like the pope here
as a adolescence i was told don’t ever show fear
white shorty so feared given y’all that c0ke feel
she was raised up in a c0ke field in colombia
her father was a mob boss a strap under his c-mberbund
don’t k!ll women or children, only mother’s sons
and he get straight to the point, like what’s done is done
i turned my idols to rivals in less than one year
’bout to find another hustle this rap game ain’t no fun here
game twisted up, bunch of dumb kids, and dumb queers
shots ringin’ off, that’s the real drummers here
and sh-t i might blow up by the time that summer’s here
first rap check copped an [?] and a beamer
im tryna eat on the side of the gr-ss that’s much greener

piece of the gods and all that (skrt)
sick sick sick sick

- ankhlejohn

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