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letra de seeds of truth - bad karma

[tones]

tones is the truth ever since the youth
now i’m in your booth showing you living proof
with all the brainwashing you can still be yourself
i know you hate watching but you never could tell
so i asked him yo, how’s the blunt that i p-ssed him
he answered my bad son, d-mn son
when he p-ssed it back it was already gone
i didn’t know what to do, i was all out of trom
so i rolled up an l for ??
and i know what i felt when h-ll fire fell from the sky
i’m locked in debt, there’s only one option left
tell you a prophet met on that project step
if you ain’t got respect then you don’t deserve it
told me if you watch your step then you won’t get murdered
i asked around and they don’t know your name
out of mind to show why so close to the pain
and i know there’s a reason why you told me the secrets
and every time you dreaming, i can almost reach it
destiny grasped and it slipped through my hand
the energy p-ss and now i’m sinking in the quicksand
put my life on the line, for you i’d die fam
the light of the world seen through eyes of a blind man
i see the good in people, they can’t control my thoughts
so i still keep my head up when all hope is lost

[hook – tones & coal]
tones is the truth, coal is the seed
tones is the seed, coal is the truth
[4x]

[coal cash]

coal is the seed, last of a dying breed
to reap for what we sow, tryna grow what we need
we free from the soul, i hold down the fort
but walk with john stowe when we stroll through old york
i know what we fought, would never talk to pork
and with this piece of chalk i’ma circle ’round ya corpse
the universal thought brought the hawk with the serpent
the sickness that i cough left a witness for the sermon
i terminate the fake, left them burning at the stake
we’ve been raped by halliburton while they’re spurting on your face
i’m certain of my place, paper chase, hate the pace
i race to lace the fake but got no flavor for the taste
got a razor for your face, here it breaks the buck 50
when coal flip to muk you don’t wanna f-ck with me
get stuck quickly cuz i strictly rep the realness
so where my people at, holler back when you feel it
what the f-ck the deal is cuz the malice feeds the famine
can’t fathom the m-ss appeal when i wield the steel cannon
go steal mammon or examine this for scrutiny
with verbal mutiny better take perfect aim when shooting me
used to be insane but wouldn’t claim the ??
that there’s monuments in my name, in this game i’m prominent
dominant spitting flame and my scripts’ll burn eternal
when our verbal zip your lips and don’t say sh-t inside my circle

(hook)

- bad karma

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