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letra de shadows forever - blue sky black death & jean grae

[verse one]
there’s no back up n-gga
this is the last plan
stuck in a tunnel like a cat scan
and planted in city barren desert
it’s a flat lands
african misplaced
catch me up on stages, one fist raised
the gas can on my waist
the match poised to strike
a tongue forked with the poisonous bite
the poison ivy with the cordless mic, see
jean’s the dawn before the atomic lightening
the sp-wn of everyone who never liked me
i’m bi-polar
born to fight me in the morning
i’m losing
but when the darkness moves in who’s to win
i’m more than likely
abuse highly
i bruise lightly and move swiftly
if choosing sides i’d advise you to f-cking move with me
your steps sh-tty, you doo-doo
i step pretty
my two shoes equipped with two razors that eject quickly
this isn’t riddle rap
it’s just a little harder
so put your thinkinb caps on
n-gga, i rip smarter
s. dot carter song, cover a rap lover
i’ll jack a f-cking beat from your mother
i trust none of ya
i’ll pull the ground from under the front of your hummer
let it roll back til the phones crack some of your bones black
i hold back nothing
i’m told that, you chose fronting
there’s no bluffing
i’m so bold
i rock gold nuggets with no budget
that’s tucked in another chain
sh-t, 1999 and some change
i don’t give a f-ck

[hook] [x2]
oh lord
why did you send
the darkness to me

[verse two]
brace yourself like a plane crash stance
the words break dance all over your face and hands
and i’ll be d-mned if you motherf-ckers think you’re advance
makes you better than me
better change those plans
this is your introduction to new thinking
a new inning
i’m through sinking
i swim through it
i’ve been doing it
since ’95 pursuing it
9 to 5 with a 24/7 n-gga
think of booing it
jean ruin rap dreams like a teen losing and screwin’ in the backseat
quittin’ school, pregnant from doing it, i’m
so calm and collected, but so drama conflicted
this life’s trauma made a horrible sickness
so i spit somber and liquid grammar
lip with the humor and mixed with the tan
the wicked stamina to consumers
a storyteller with a story
everything i’ve been through with
you can’t ignore me any longer
never confuse it with
anything other than rap music
that new sh-t
clap your hands to it or clap your man to it
or get mad, you can’t do it
i’m d-mn foolish you’re d-mn clueless
who put you onto jean, your man knew it, aww

[hook] [x2]
oh lord
why did you send, the darkness to me

- blue sky black death jean grae

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