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letra de old in the game - burcerke

[verse 1]
ah
older in the game than most
here we have postcodes, not coasts
war on blades won’t stop the cope
she tells me harder when choked
unheard but goated
i’m fully loaded i’ll remix through your own diss
stolen girls and roses
i only play my own sh-t
b-tch why would i pay for p-ssy?
my d-ck’s name is otis
wealth to german’s old whips
fabricate your life some more, we’ll see if my man won’t snitch
open booth with half clips
tolls are due this week and i meant what i said i said i won’t miss
s-x, money, murder in these lyrics, pray you don’t hit

[hook]
elite
every rhythm i touch is opеned to genocide, i brеath
cpr inside the sinuses, the air flow is unique
obe in my future, i need a million at least
i won’t confess to the feds, i’m not a criminal, i plead
never guilty i don’t need to cheat my favourite’s on her knees
it’s a miracle i’ve lived this long somehow i cannot bleed
[interlude]
it’s a miracle i’ve lived this long somehow i cannot bleed
it’s a miracle i’ve lived this long some-

[verse 2]
older in the game than most
vocals, vision’s overload
video shows more than hope
celebrate bread through a toast
celibate through choices, not your own
celebrity culture won’t cement my own cult, i’m the pope
serenaded by her love, and segregated by a touch
these walls move apart at my will, call me moses, i’m enough
red sea can’t withstand the urge
i’m told my scripture can be interpreted by the same as yours
we’ll see if the bars go further over your head than the storage does
cloud nine, tooting, mitcham, streatham’s in my league
i live higher, my frequencies exist amongst the-

[hook]
elite
every rhythm i touch is opened to genocide, i breath
cpr inside the sinuses, the air flow is unique
obe in my future, i need a million at least
i won’t confess to the feds, i’m not a criminal, i plead
never guilty i don’t need to cheat my favourite’s on her knees
it’s a miracle i’ve lived this long somehow i cannot bleed
[interlude]
it’s a miracle i’ve lived this long somehow i cannot bleed
it’s a miracle i’ve lived this long some-

[verse 3]
final verse, versace threads and the dior training gloves
opened up, i’ve had no bullet holes or knife scars so far i’m out of touch
women can’t come near me, restrictive zones, i am london-brushed
illegal parking outside of time zones i will never rush
these days my life is blessed, now on i am from above
god graced given gift, goated with the guided church
the music doesn’t come from me, my inspiration rules the earth
holy land beneath the feet, my spirit simply can’t be cursed

[outro]
can’t be cured
my spirit simply can’t be cursed
i can’t be cursed
my spirit simply can’t be cursed
i can’t be cursed
my spirit simply can’t be cursed
i can’t be cursed
i can’t be, can’t be

- burcerke

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