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letra de this is it - black josh

-truthos-

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

this is it, this is it, this is it
this is it, this is it, this is it
this is it, this is it, this is it

this is it man’s gone dark in the club
indulgence never really been a friend to the good
i got a lotta problems that need de-foggin’
deep in the mist the hood stays robin
bloodstained cobbles, thug faced folley
ruptured bodies full of goof grade collie
must make money just to run weight fully
cos the cats round ‘ere don’t run they scurry

gully glamorous, hood chic
polyamorous with a ghetto mystique
we love fast cos the hate comes quick
move like rats on a wayward ship
us faceless kids still breakin’ ribs for the sake of chips
stay based in the bits
shadows of kings
but the hoods like gallows in swing
you know its coming bruvva

-black josh-
this is it boi, this is it, this is it
this is it boi, this is it, this is it
this is it boi, this is it, this is it

i’m out the world like the deathstar
still shinin’ when it’s lights out
don’t think that i can’t get dark like the reaper with the scythe out
i’m dvlgang, i’m blah, mikavelli, got it tatted on it
i was touring for a month and now i’m goin’ back to shottin’
livin’ nasty like i’m a criminal gangsta goblin
on the cream like baskin robins
keep a stack up in my pocket
leg em down they askin’ for it
light em up just like the chronic
my trap house just like a florist
so high i can see who god is

lookin’ down on a c-ke mirror
i’m out here makin’ bread but gettin’ no dinner
rollin spliffs taking draws like no winner
i ain’t taking l’s and i hope that you don’t kidda
but if you smokin’ l’s i might roll with ya
smoke a bone with ya
and if you’re going on a trip i might stroll with ya
my team going coast to coast with the sound so you better get to know n-gg-

this is it boi, this is it, this is it
this is it boi, this is it, this is it
this is it boi, this is it, this is it

-yussuf maleem-
this is it ‘nough clowns in the gutter
shadows where the roaches wouldn’t scutter
land o’ shoulda, woulda, coulda
cos they tried to keep us under
we are the lightning and the thunder
taking pieces like a vulture
chase em off like a wolf
said they do it for the culture
sh-t we do it for the cult
and to keep our bellies full like inns in the bible
mug a student and we call it survival
start a movement they try follow the revival
but can’t bring the cameras in the hood cos the insurance ain’t liable
nah
and it’s the end of the line
went too deep
better stay woke cos the crooks don’t sleep
keep your phone in your jeans cos crooks here broke
lost sheep don’t make it home to little bo peep no no

- black josh

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