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letra de slidin' - artificial christian

[intro]
oh yeah, uh
hey man, this joint already hot
(you are listening to the smooth sounds of [?] music)

[verse 1]
might shut down roosevelt road
give me a mic and a speaker, i go
light of my heart, always seekin’, i grow
cannot tell a lie, can’t keep a secret, oh no
came from the ground where the people eyes show
pain and the longing for a savior to roll
roll away the stones and the way of the roads
all the concrete in the way of the roads
yo, how it goes

[verse 2]
on the mic and i’ma ki- ki- k!ll it (bap bap)
if you with the tribe then your hands to the ceiling
rippin’ on that good old man up from the sky
brotherhood mafia, dr- dr- dry
mark’s man, mark 12:30, the persona
get it with the homies with the handle on the holster
give it to the addicts with their nostrils on the coca
you should drink the blood like you sippin’ on corona

[hook]
this is more than music
more than bars
more than beats
more than me
mourn the lost

yo this is more than music
more than bars
more than beats
more than me
mourn the lost

[verse 3]
yup
hold up, hold up, wait a minute, freeze
why these people rollin’ with the breeze
i don’t judge ’em, point ’em to the judge
unplugged, now i be the plug
hater, hater, swear i get no love
hater, hater, come and get this hug
overflowin’, so i overflow
dancin’, dancin’, david with no clothes

[verse 4]
fully close now, i embrace him
i keep it one hundred, gm, i said it old mason
i turn the other cheek to these lies in my faces
don’t ‘plain if they strike, keanu raisin’ our replacements
feelin’ [?] in some matches for the nations
from the kid from the city where they get down bas-m-nt
down to the basics and i praise the conductor
the lord is fantastic, this record, so stutter
the gutter bred hunger, dead dumb things the come up
then double my [?] when [?] will just [?] up
runnin’ with dudes that made moves through the summer
still love ’em though some ’em
speak hate like a weight in the stunner
look back your life and just wonder
i’m one of the blessed ones, blessed ones, burn up
and yo, this one, this one, burn up
artificial christian, might gon’ burn up

[hook]
this is more than music
more than bars
more than beats
more than me
mourn the lost

yo this is more than music
more than bars
more than beats
more than me
mourn the lost

- artificial christian

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