letra de conversation - aquasocks (rap)
[verse 1: ghettosocks]
let’s have a conversation. you could call it a communal contemplation: adding thoughts to the compilation. our whole clique stay stimulated so don’t be intimidated if our empresses are opinionated. we got people graduating so, congratulations. black magic peep the majesty’s imagination. fascinating how we liberate while we captivate with old friends rollin through the show- we so glad you made it. its funny in world gone nuts that we can still find sanity in the ones we trust. what is challenging to some ain’t challenging to us. not family by blood – but family by love. in my village, the queens radiate, morе concerned with raising babies lеss concerned about the baby weight. if you ever need a hand we can make a date, and i hope you feel that appreciation day to day
[chorus]
if i had a change for every line that i wrote in my notebook. if i had ice cream for every dime that passed me by when i said, “hi.” i wouldn’t have a whole lotta cavities. why? because i don’t rap to the sweet chicks. i keep my feet up, look you in the eye and tell you “conversation is the key to life. the key to life”
[verse 2: aqua]
let’s have a conversation. what’s your favorite texture? quit the opinionated hatred, let the baby lecture. it’s amazing what you can conjure if you paid attention. chemi-cally no need to rally to extract an essence. conversation: that’s the parable in jesus’ eyes. don’t be infected, but affected by the people’s lives. impeach history, but teach each breach of peace. practice what you preach and don’t be a lying leach. i’m afraid that what i’m thinking just might break ‘em down, so i write it down, every word in a cypher counts. 360 awareness to a degree embarrass, at the lack of information when we think of terrorists. conversation there’s a couple needed. keep it flowing like the grain in the pipes we feeding. apologetic but no evidence of retroceding. don’t be neglectful but respectful to the youth we leading
[chorus]
if i had a change for every line that i wrote in my notebook. if i had ice cream for every dime that passed me by when i said, “hi.” i wouldn’t have a whole lotta cavities. why? because i don’t rap to the sweet chicks. i keep my feet up, look you in the eye and tell you “conversation is the key to life. the key to life”
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