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letra de glory - blue november

[verse 1: blue november]
count the mathematics
i’m out for presidents to stop the mothaf-cking madness
they see the cabbage, stick to rapping
get a bandage if you challenge i
lavish habits in a damaged package
i plan a ravage for a sabbath
with his head up his -ss
you been lying to the youth, with a crutch in your hand
we come from poverty, ain’t no f-cking god in this land
kinda odd to me, my odyssey is up in my hands
and honestly i exist, in audibly
atrocity stricken kids
with -n-logies written is
reality in this b-tch
you n-ggas who witness it
just apart of a bigger pic
i heard compet-tion was missing up in my city
left field came to riot and leave this sh-t looking gritty
don’t ever overlook us, you looking for an exit well n-gga we over took it
mark made the beat i decided to f-cking rip it
i birthed this mothaf-cka it’s only right that i finish it

[verse 2: blue november]
get to working, only way to the surface
i am, just a hermit who’s purpose to be a burden to rappers who think they certain
this ain’t no pop sh-t i spit it from a glocks tip
try to mock it i promise you’ll leave unconscious
the diligence of a privileged kid is so rigorous
how rigged is it that we’re trained to k!ll since a lil’ kid?
set for failure i set my sails for a higher bid, b-tch

- blue november

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