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letra de day in the life - bun b & statik selektah

[intro: kota the friend & talib kweli]
yeah yeah
you in a gunfight but you displaying a knife
statik selektah
new statik, bun b, you know me, okay

[chorus: talib kweli & kota the friend]
this beat is so fire, we making em high
son, you in a gunfight but you displaying a knife
keeping it cool (yeah, okay, yeah)

[verse 1: kota the friend]
finding joy in the struggle, fun in the hustle
it’s it raining, i’ma dance in a puddle, come out the huddle
on a fourth down, doubting my muscle, then you in trouble
throw them hands and yell, clock on zero, ain’t no reb-ttal
this is signs of life, never die before you dead
if you wanna pull the trigger on me, then gon’ head
i’m lived many lives
i kept on battling forward as many died, not paying you any mind
freedom is a choice still
you ain’t forgiven your father, then you a boy still
a lot of them claiming they write
the more i learn, the more i want n0body to take my advice
the less i judge then the more i send love to haters thinking they taking my light
crazy you can’t even take my soul by taking my life
real rapping n-gga, when it’s cold, embracing the ice
had a bad hand or two, lately i’m playing it right
rapping my day in the life
[interlude: kota the friend]
what up statik? bun b
you already know how we do it
brooklyn, yo-yo-yo-yo

[chorus: talib kweli]
this beat is so fire, we making em high
son, you in a gunfight but you displaying a knife
keeping it cool

[verse 2: talib kweli]
this beat is so fire, we making em high
son, you in a gunfight but you displaying a knife
keeping it cool, we the wolves that bay in the night
you acting fake on the mic til you embraced by the light
it’s just a day in the life, of three black men
and statik is on the track, that’s my peoples since back when
i was leaking them songs, we had em bleeding like mack-10
boston native, he speak with the accent, look
trillstatik, they mad that we still at it
it’s magical, plus the way i k!ll rappers is real tragic
i’m large as the professor who’s number was on diamond d’s dresser
it’s illmatic, i’m a dog but it’s spelled backwards
i’m barbecuing rappers on beats like scratch b-st-rd
i epitomize black classics and civilize every savage
they approach you to back, i’m making these roaches and rats scatter
“nothing can save you now,” that’s a quote from the mad hatter
we making the glass shatter
[chorus: talib kweli]
this beat is so fire, we making em high
son, you in a gunfight but you displaying a knife
keeping it cool

[verse 3: bun b]
i walk the path that wasn’t traveled like the other one
i made it to mecca then brought it back and gave my brother some
i can go back and get another one, but if i can’t carry it
who gon swing low in his sweet chariot?
bent by judas iscariot, i gave him grace though
he jumped out the gates too fast, that’s why his pace slow
the bitter agony is hard for them to taste so
they talk a lot of sh-t but they won’t say it in my face though
hate all you want but you will never gain power from me
so swallow your pride or go to sleep with a sour stomach
in the morning, try to regurgitate
cause keeping that type of sh-t inside only contribute to the murder rate
don’t be a statistic raising statistics up
just because you couldn’t handle losing in fisticuffs
we could give a f-ck, b-tch, you paying the price
the scales tip but we don’t trip, it’s just a day in the life

- bun b statik selektah

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