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letra de j. peterman - brass palmz

[verse 1:]

i used to lunch off the doja, sipping a brew/
now i’m eating lunch in koto kinabalu/
a couple islands over from east timor
spitting like the merlion in singapore/
moving with the sphere and the apollo twin/
if you circle ‘round my cypher i’mma box you in/
get your bars up ‘fore you’re talk on the phone
was locked in a cell, now i like to roam/
let the haters knock, i’m probably not home/
amélie, i’m traveling, like her pop’s gnome/
trips from lady liberty to ankor wat/
had trees like tah prom that’s a gang of pot/
from bricks in the bay and coders on python/
to victorian laneways coated in krylon /
from muay thai matches on walking street
to a pint of james squire with somе wallaby meat
[chorus]
dart frog toxins bleed from my pen/
in a tropic jungle whеre the seasons blend/
with the scent of ayhuasca on a breeze of wind/
exotic – call me j. peterman /
dart frog toxins bleed from my pen/
in a tropic jungle where the seasons blend/
with the scent of ayhuasca on a breeze of wind/
exotic – call me j. peterman /

[verse 2:]

eighties baby, with the adhd
bathing in the waves of the arabian sea
from trees in nova to a beach in goa
to eating coca leaves up in quilotoa/
was stressed out in cali making h-lla gwap
now it’s rupiee, ringgit, riel, and baht/
plus a bunch of bills with the face on uncle ho
and columbian pesos like i’m bumping blow/
they say money talks you can try to reply/
but mine speaks bahasa melayu and thai/
hindi, khemer, and vietnamese/
i’m with red shanked douc – swinging from the trees/
and hanuman langurs on the amber fort
got boats getting docked at the landing port/
i’m on latam, copa, and avianca flights
so you know i talk fly when i’m palming mics
[chorus]
dart frog toxins bleed from my pen/
in a tropic jungle where the seasons blend/
with the scent of ayhuasca on a breeze of wind/
exotic – call me j. peterman /
dart frog toxins bleed from my pen/
in a tropic jungle where the seasons blend/
with the scent of ayhuasca on a breeze of wind/
exotic – call me j. peterman /

- brass palmz

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