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letra de snow in the stadium - beast coast

[intro]
beast generation (pull up)
rules begin to shine

[chorus: erick arc elliott]
no goals for the weakness (yeah, weakness)
they told us that we reject (yeah, we reject)
but with time we will defeat the best (defeat the best)
’cause the sky is never limited
no goals for the weakness (weakness)
they told us that we reject (yeah, we reject)
but with time we will defeat the best (defeat the best)
’cause the sky is never limited (badmon)

[verse 1: joey bada$$]
okay, i’m mobbing with my partna dem
you know that i rob with one
always knew my time would come
he’s so geeked, got parkinsons
beast coast gang, know where i’m from
acid tab right on my tongue
this my 47th blunt
promise this ain’t what you want
live my life, gotta’ have my fun
remember way back, i ain’t had no funds
now i lay back with a bad little something
and it all makes sense, so we all make something (ey)
walk with a chip on my shoulder
knowing we shifting the culture
n-gg- you know, can’t say that i never told you
beast coast, we takin’ it global

[verse 2: meechy darko]
i get high off life but they won’t let me be
weapon on my side, i shot no deputy
drink up all night, preferably hennessy
please p-ss my light, the weed will set you free
puff puff, then fly, move like a refugee
my gun, my knife, the bare necessities
never running my life, f-ck what you’re telling me
rasta teach high, them i teach everything (moola)

[verse 3: kirk knight]
i see the hustle gettin’ heavy on my eyelids
at least i’m chilling, see them opps barely surviving
i know my way but sometimes a little misguided
i look around, ain’t n-body to confide in
like how the f-ck you telling you the mole is us
like don’t you see that same you pulling up in porches (vroom, vroom)
had to cop the bentleys (oh) just to show off
all these accolades, them platinums all up on my wall
you got to keep the heat when you a big boss, dawg
overdosed and mixing my emotions, noddin’ off
liquor, boy that’s not your style, knock it off
a narcoleptic with no days off

[verse 4: cj fly]
n-body with it, we the baddest
ain’t n-body badder with it
rude boy advocates some fire upon this riddim
to inspire all the children
plus i do this sh-t for all my n-gg-s in the hood
that’s trying to stack it to the ceiling
hustling ’til they make a million
snakes they blendin’ like chameleons
there’s been too much police k!lling
sayin’ they don’t care ’bout our feelins’
see that never even had a chance at winning like a sweepstakes
got freedom of speech, but they don’t really care what we say (moolah)

[verse 5: issa gold]
i cry, see my tears
even my heart cries, but who cares
life is full of choices that you can’t regret
wake up with me, call me, have to watch each step, distress
breaker breaker, one nine
p-ss that spiff ’round one time
lime in the busch counter on me give me slow wine
toolin’ in my boot, make me stumble when me walk by
c-ck it, better shoot, n-gg-s runnin’ from the gun cry (moolah)

[bridge: issa gold]
watch them, watch them, watch them
watch them, watch them, watch them
someone are friends and people really are pretending
them watch you move but them don’t wanna’ see you win
them a vampire (uh)
tell them already i’ll be dead in a bit (moolah)
tell them already i feel dead like a monk
them a vampire, them get bonfire (ah)

[outro: issa gold]
now, i have some wine
this here can’t blame it on the ice
this hear big one ting, let them other know, dub star (moolah)

- beast coast

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