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letra de wave - braend lee

[intro]
welcome to the belly of the beast
where most of us will never make it out alive
that’s just the harsh reality, but you gotta keep dreaming though, keep fighting

[verse 1]
shots fired another life is lost
pops crying it feels like christ is gone
cops sirens all you hearing in the background
police ready to give the pat down
stop and frisk they find you pack now
all you had to pay the rent get confiscated
life’s a b-tch now that’s an understatement
my life is sacred like the holy book
holy matrimony with the phonies
end up in cells lonely or in a casket
reaper basking as the magets eat your flesh away
can’t keep your breath forever
gotta remember
monetary gains don’t last forever
rats going always want your cheddar
gats bring cats together, they think they clever
stick up and jack the world together
it rains forever from stained barettas
the coldest era
man f-ck a sweater, don’t know the weather
we need proppellas so we could fly away together
real dogs going live forever
pray for the day we meet in heaven
uhh
they put my dog to sleep no tempurpedic
never lost a fight was undefeated
but he was crucified
begged for the truth that lies
between his shooters eyes
then let my ruger fly, until his shooter dies
now its a cycle we moonwalking like michael
on a collision course we need more than that geico
my life is uninsured tell me whats here to die for ?
its all about survival no time to pick up this bible
you gotta get up and grind though, you know how this life be
gotta get them nikes
i’m trynna pay that light fee
a lot of nikkas don’t like me
blood stains on my white t
they trynna capture my life fee
scoping out with that snipee
sh-t
i don’t know what my life mean
but
i just wanna live life free
i don’t know where i might be
yea
i don’t where i might be
if it wasn’t for the music
if i wasn’t such a student
if i didn’t show and prove it
they said i would never do it

[hook]
money, whips and chains
they say its part of this game
if you ain’t stunting you lame
can’t even mention that fame
turnt nikkas into some dames

they sell they souls for some change
just to hop on that train
it seems like everybody trynna ride a wave
trynna ride a wave
everybody trynna ride it
yea
every body trynna ride it
but they just standing right beside it

[verse 2]
i was young and dumb
never realizing what i was enterprising
just searching for a better way
i used to pray for better days
like pac would say the sky was gray
every time the sun shined they threw me shade
it’s safe to say
i haven’t found my way
through this crazy maze, ducking jakes
trynna play it safe
you rather bring me pain
what a shame
the young poseidon
flows is stupid vibrant
i rather knock over t-tanic
be plutonic, smoking chronic by the ounces
now it’s astounding
how they used to clown him
cause he was quietly waiting for a chance
dance with the devil in the belly of the beast
with a shovel trynna burry heat
uhh
i’m trynna find a way
what’s my escape
rapping, shooting basketball ?
if that’s the case i rather bag this raw
just speaking honestly they hate the honesty
but i done been depriving me
if i didn’t speak my mind
you see the evil eye behind the dollar sign
watches me commit atrocities
victims of poverty
my chance was obsolete
my ins depended on my sins
trynna repent with this pen
you just pretend like you legit
you fake as sh-t
do anything to win
i’ll never quit
cause it don’t make sense
i know the devil got a grin
i’m heaven sent
f-ck what you think i’m celibate
man i don’t wanna see the president
talk to the pres
when there’s ghetto broke kids at home
feeling depressed
we living stressed
far from the blessed
yes i’m a pessimist give you the negative
that’s all i’m left here with
i ain’t impressed with this
straight from the ghetto no need for censorship
we need some mentorship
i got my people, one life to live never a sequel
don’t let the social media feed you evil
it’ll poke you like a needle
infecting your cerebral
deeper than a jeep full of people
they’ll never be you

[hook]
money, whips and chains
they say its part of this game
if you ain’t stunting you lame
can’t even mention that fame
turnt nikkas into some dames

- braend lee

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