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letra de old man - atlas

[interlude]

[atlas]
he said, “hot metal cups turn to rusty tin cans
and life is what happens while you busy makin plans
and desperate youth are starvin for a million dollar mixtape
mouths full of dust, hands diggin through a milk crate
bullet hole soul plates rise up the pop charts
they sing about it all from broken hearts to p-ssy farts
new fish to fry on the corner every evenin
steady paper chasin, ain’t no time for grievin.”
sick fit, needle kit, i p-ssed the man another beer
he wiped away a tear as the piano died slowly
washed down the aftertaste of fifty years on planet earth
tryin to live up to the dream of bein holy
“lord why can’t i be buried underneath a tree
with no more trouble for my worried mind?
every single day i get the blues, and even when it’s beautiful
still i think that i could leave it all behind.”
i said, “eyes on the prize. heads up, brother. walk straight
keep ‘em in your cross hares. never ever hesitate
fools try and rise against the god and i enlighten them
bring me dark days and gloomy thoughts and i will brighten them
waste not, want not sonny. save your energy
i & i is rockin with that uncut synergy
float above the clouds on my ever-bloomin flower
phoenix risin, yeah i got that bird-of-fire power
knife fight, white light, two emcees clashin
sharp tongues spittin gritty rhymes with a p-ssion
art is all that matters so i do it till my last breath
look at how i cook a verse, seasoned like a master chef
serve it to the people who have ears to hear
tell ‘em compliments of a heart that’s sincere
here to be the catalyst for a brand new dream
i’m john coltrane. believe i got a love supreme

- atlas

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