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letra de sublime - benny starr

black boy, tell me how ya really feel
i just wanna build wit ya
black girl, tell me how ya really feel
i just wanna keep it real with ya

i wanna live better, eat better
i wanna love better, sleep better
i wanna feel so aligned… sublime

one time for the state of mind
two times for elevated rhymes
know i architect it when i lay design
i drown noise outta the clear blue
i sit and twist the thread of said silence
that’s an heirloom
i am the shеpherd, i shear sheep
and still fleece funds from thе “have-it-alls”
to the matadors
who side step the bull, beautifully to that applause
around rappers, a higher caliber catalogue
shines and reminds that i ain’t coming to flatter y’all
i spark chatter, dark matter
the sharks scatter on these dark waters
who walks taller?
who barks orders?
godbody, guarding what all the laws taught us
not a peer, it’s rare they veer near
i pierce deep, i’m revered
my steps remain clear with fair sweeps
not a man here who could sensor me
i’m on the pier, elohim with the energy
black boy, tell me how ya really feel
i just wanna build wit ya
black girl, tell me how ya really feel
i just wanna keep it real with ya

i wanna live better, eat better
i wanna love better, sleep better
i wanna feel so aligned… sublime

one time for melanated rhymes
two times for showmanship
three times for black hands in land ownership
revolution i bring it to you
wedding ring bling to you
niecy blues on “war” tunes to sing to you
i am a rebel without a pause, no applause
trust me, i must be chuck d getting mine off
many fools been clock watching my moves
i needed a reappraisal of flavor
i took the time off
now, i’m back, jesus
black fetus slumbering, unborn
the ark of the covenant curtain un-torn
i’m the rose that rose to etch prose in rosetta stone
yelling it through a megaphone
always repping, baby
forever home
i ain’t the pot calling the kettle black
i am the flame keeping the kettle warm
i am to blame for the renaissance
its cold
i had to write and recite it with down feathers on…
black boy, tell me how ya really feel
i just wanna build wit ya
black girl, tell me how ya really feel
i just wanna keep it real with ya

i wanna live better, eat better
i wanna love better, sleep better
i wanna feel so aligned
… sublime

- benny starr

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