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letra de elevated - blvckprofessor

verse
i came up in this game wit a solid team and a bag of weed
segregated as a youngin and chastised for smoking trees
chillin wit my n-ggas we kickin it but im different
cut from a different cloth
up-
holdin a wicked image
but i just stick to my quiet sh-t
i don’t know why n-ggas trippin
why these n-ggas trynna get me to riot sh-t
they trynna clip my wings (uh)
kuz anyday now they can show and the fat lady sing
and when they see the truth everybody want peace of the c.r.e.a.m
on that wutang sh-t
don’t get it twisted n-gga
young n-gga don’t know sh-t
but i be the realst n-gga
don’t get yo coofy smacked
white or green pill choose wisely that be that roofie pack
chillin wit the goose sauce drippin from the roof
yea they asked about me but none of them picked they phone up
sayin you the realest n-gga
f-ck it
where the proof at?
i got you some ice
take a sip of whats in my two cups
get yo juice up

hook (2x)
these n-ggas be comin on the block
always talkin bout
some sh-t that they not
they be trippin
they be trippin

verse 2
i see
different dimensions kuz time ain’t always what is seems
soon imma go to that island see what that fruit bring
diabolic
juice of knowledge
dressed in black
im coppin that
i hide the light
i shine too bright
im fightin back
i lurk in the shadows
perfect balance
dance with my demons
try to touch me that’s treason
cut off yo heads and send em to the warlords . . . . . . . . .

- blvckprofessor

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