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letra de slow - banquer

yknow it’s very true that you can’t be certain things
so truth be told you can’t be whatever you wanna be
and in that case how’re people who
are things that are hard to be, s’posed to have an anthem?
the way i see it, in order to give em that, y’gotta impersonate em entirely
and whole heartedly to the fullest extent

yo, so here we go, imma bide my time and creep real slow
y’know i lurk in shadows, gotta have patiеnce for the inflow of info
stocked up for a stakе-out, sativa dominated smoke-out
caffeine may be fuelin me but ah gotta gruelin need for only the sweetest endo
cupla hours in now, i see you’ve decided to do a lil cookout
mah sidekick gittin hungry n drowsy, eye whites are red n veiny already burnt out
das why usually i fly solo, don’t need n0body to rouse me
no sleep on the job, earnin mah keep even when iss weighin down on mah psyche
y’could pay me upfront but i don’t mind it bein via commission
just make sure y’do so handsomely, treat me like royalty and check yer addition
my insertion into yer system would happen with surgical persuasion like an incision
this cut won’t need stitches it ain’t visible to yer inferior vision
just plain ass creepin takin no actions continue making observations
not quite voyeurism just tourism of yuh locale naturalle
wild habitat gotta git that prowl on, can’t risk detection
pre-meditation for counteraction, shroud the origin of this style
when riled up it gets vile and volatile

yeah we creep real slow
the meek are sure to follow
quite the sight to be seein the brave curl up and wallow
report it, big scoop, big news, truth don’t mattah to a hollow
yeah we creep real slow
the meek are sure to follow
quite the sight to be seein the brave curl up and wallow
report it, big scoop, big news, truth don’t mattah to a hollow
d-mn deze streets get increasingly more obscene
there’s this fiend in jabriya on the scene
didn’t see em, i just heard about his attack on coffee bean
callin em out is the ideal way fer me to intervene
speculation would be f’the mentally bleak and morally weak
they spectate with blind emotions that flare up and heat seek
while some avoid a corrupted accusatory index that reeks
justice swift and no turnin of the other cheek
hunted like vermin by the dude doing a sermon
pitchfork preachin while creepily eyeing the children
blinded by his version of god, if you woke you’ll quickly be noticin
holy man ain’t so holy all of a sudden, his miasmas foggyin yer vision
distant dreams, revealing themes, bursting seams, deadly ideas
dastardly discussions and devious gatherings, s’all smoke n mirruz
consistent misdirection, mysterious happenings, means they can’t see us
two can play a game of shadows, y’threats n warnings can’t reach us

- banquer

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