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letra de paprika - bastien keb

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see while these days, months and hours pass by
steady progressing, knowing that these plans could leap off

ethos

deisel

skomin prefer on the jordan cap

deisel off the rarils again i’m movin like a force of nature

on an off the tops i burn up like a tinder box

your blinded by the blaze provided when i torch the page up

fucos solely on my core progression

i’m cuttin ties in order to survive when others failin

invested shude into them shares plus thе funds quadruple

stockin up on precious metals till thе cupboards cave in

it was written way before the snapbacks and the fitteds

vocabulary splills im illest turning dust to ashes
i cut the fabril most bespoke tailor made to order

im loopin lines with only 9 9’s and tape recorders

your product flat without the baking powder

my sh-t is self raising prophesised in h20

proof me and theis mics like barksdale and stringer bell

you’re second teir to this chamions league nfl

remaining in that fiftiesth percentile

the vociles is never docile

forget the low piles i’m too dope

grinding while these emporers in their new clokes is unconcious to the facts hid under theere noses that another odsage

sick notes, them hard hittin flows

carve fractures and glitch codes made weathers and joshuas

ford cop and it’s lost in this translation
i’m hans christian anderson

grims tales when the ink spills

casue when all else fails im back in this attic

linkin up acurate grammars to trap jackers in track form

constructin the poem like its a trap door

20 deep this music is my passport

you already know

while these days, months and hours pass by
steady progressing, knowing that these plans could leap off

time you spend taht no one else sees behinf them closed doors

its what you build up in your own time thats now the ethos

ten thousand hours more we climbin

ten thtousand hours plus we keep logs

from the ground up for the long haul its now the ethos

from the ground up for the long haul

lost majoritys your hooked up on the formulaics

tried and tested methods im lookin to crack those molds

keep the templates but work within a frosted frame

redundant emulators of resp[ect im lookin past those goalsa

whatevers put down on the page or on the pause us raw

territories unexplored an i record the molten lava

golden ingots scorchin chariots of fire

i run the gauntlets for the chosen caryin this torch

im tryna see beyond the deepest yonder

reachin for the leap of faith to speak without the sweeping statements

cut away the rotten roots aleviate the lateds

retain the purest and concise and seperate teh waves

split the sh-t up into parts and pieces for marginal gains

untill the page crushin ink like an artery vein

still remain my wirse enemy stare at my reflection

chasin ghosts to sit in them overtakin lanes

protect my intelect property used encoded rhetoric

grandious hyperboly fly burgundy nikes stripes on the kurb be

pied piper of words breath life back in this corps culture

grand wizard nuker

cause when all else fails
im back in this attic linkin up acurate grammars

to trap trackers in track form

construction the poem like its a trap door

20 deep an this music is my passport you already know

and while these days, months and hours pass by

i’m steady progressing waiting for these plans could leap off

time you spend that no one else sees behind these closed doors

what you build up in your own time thats now the ethos

ten thousadn hours more we climbin

ten thousand hours plus we keep logs

from the ground up for the long haul its now the ethos

from the ground up for the long haul

and whilst them days, months and hours pass by

i’m steady progressing waiting for these plans could leap off

time you spend that no one else sees behind these closed doors

it’s what you build up in your own time thats now the ethos

ten thousadn hours now we climbin

ten thousand hours plus we keep logs

from the ground up for the long haul its now the ethos

from the ground up for the long haul

ten thousand hours now we climbin

ten thousand hours

it’s what you build up in your own time thats now the ethos

deisle

- bastien keb

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