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letra de ecomog - armand hammer

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[verse 1: elucid]

herbs and roots
mixtape, white tea and only juice
steam pots simmer under zinc roof
law of the land, live and let die
i can’t seem to grasp time
watching death and how it comes in threes
chilli, garlic, ginger, head spinning, lord willing
there’s a line, as for me and mine
dark bodies sent to earth to usher in an unprecedented era
of cosmic regeneration and happiness
mysterious tale
the veil has been lifted are you listening?
crooked scales
written in a gentrified art hotel in the motherland
closing the gap between over and understanding
doubling back when the tangent the papers use
duel of the iron mic
never made the news
to be seen and not seen at the same time is a mind f-ck
black buck
n-gg-s always wanna be the next white somebody
respect the lineage, feel like i share the box with simians
all of my feelings i kinda write to
no photos please, i got words
doran vipers with smiles made for pulling the juks
no such thing as a halfway crook be the mantra
conjuring man hold my new flow
totem pole always in cold
don’t try to keep up
let it take you

[verse 2: billy woods]
the phrase at the end of the day punctuate d-mn near everything he say
bitter to the taste somebody’s got to pay, his laugh bray like br-ss
crafts tales of unlikely escapades
talk like a fool eyes searching your face
knows you think you better
wants you to know you ain’t
an even layer burnt cork over the greasepaint
you know what comes next
you already know the rest
you don’t need me to tell
you know i need the cheque
no respect no respect
propeller hat, jaunty, surely you jest?
yet double back to holler at your aunty
put the work in the b-st-rd
get worked up over these m-n-scripts like jack torrance shining, you just rhyming
i gave them work like everybody do these -ssignments
valuable silence in that asylum rented in shame
they built a monument to the violence
way we play it don’t sound nothing like a violin

[verse 3: billy woods]
they got the barn like uptown in ‘99
you can search far and wide for a hill on which to die
the rent’s still too d-mn high
dead bent but still quite spry
they got the bomb like the spike lee joint
so no time to waste getting right to the point
the roach is never dead
that feeling is dread
those that could fled
laid in the coffin like a bed and each child walked up to kiss his bandaged head
still remember something foul my uncle said
yeah, i’mma carry that to the end

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