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letra de lyor cohen - butter d

[verse]
long as i’m findin’ the essentials it’s liveable
so i don’t depend on c-nts to help me when it gets difficult
head for the pinnacle, all my blessings invisible
the mechanisms in my head are a miracle
get what i said or get left with a dent in a minute you’ll
regret your attempts to be better cos your efforts are miniscule
gettin’ schooled, instant love when p-ssin’ through
still spittin’ bars for every single c-nt that asks me to
after noon, after two, after goon, after shrooms
after you be askin’ me but never f-ckin’ after you
c-nts are tryna deal with it it’s hard to chew
just tryna make up for the things that i can’t undo
i’m feelin’ that my soul’s black, turned into a heartless pr-ck
say i love my dog but bet i’d sell him for a half a stick
always tryna hold back from laughin’ at r-t-rded kids
and gettin’ bashed for turnin’ up to funerals on some party sh-t
now i’m thinkin’ that the best are not dope
wanna stop my reign? no point gettin’ ponchos
a mega combo, i dead the lot
those clowns tell me ’bout my life like a text from bongo
in nirvana, k!ll ’em so the list is larger
i’m livin’ harsh cos no-one ever f-ckin’ hid from karma
no business card, i’m just another c-nt transmittin’ data
givin yas the bars and i ain’t playin’ like a busy father
fans of rap that all be froffin like they’re havin’ seizures
runnin’ in, f-ckin’ up the game – that’s a streaker
jump and turn away these haters love the macarena
see me grab the blade and hold ’em to it like we had agreements
there’s a curse making violence in the allies worse
you see em fallin’ once they hit the pipe like flappy bird
said i got love for the nation but it’s t-ssie first
yo when you hear us sayin’ cheers, it ain’t the magic word
yeah i got the tecs, when i’m gettin’ a message
they say i got the best art like benson and hedges
i see some fellas are flexin so we’ll just let ’em pretend
and can bet they’ll head for the exit soon as the pressure is settin’ in
bars like “light em up like i was blazin’ weed
no pastries but i be makin’ dough like bakeries”
stop the ruse or dodge my senses, what you do is not impressive
you should stop the truth you spread because you view the wrong perspective
s’pose i’m just diggin’ a hole
no shrimp on the barbie ’cause i live off the dole
but my life isn’t controlled by a particular hold
it ain’t no extra sh-t i still got every bit of my soul
f-ck givin’ up my life for a dollar
not guided by the blindness i ain’t tryin’ to prosper
i sat and contemplated war and i decided i wanna
they try cross and get squashed – reminds me of frogger
i’m thinkin’ with the f-ckin’ tunes i’ve made you could say that i’m movin up
see my tracks added to playlists that i used to b-mp
and i’m not scared, i don’t care if i don’t recoup the funds
it’s worth a million bucks to know every day that my music’s loved
they want us all to think they’re livin’ the thug life
in the game pushin’ keys, think they mean tux type
k!llin’ sixteens since before i was sixteen
these kids should know the go, i’m like a hobo i been neat
you’ll have to barge in quick cos the doors closin’
got savage bars that sabotage the game like lyor cohen
was born flowin’, bored of hittin’ cones with the torch glowin’
i sorta warped the course of my thoughts i think there’s a war goin’
and if it’s really goin’ down well then i’ll have to bounce
don’t want no wars happenin’ till my newest tracks are out
dunno where i’m goin’ probably not a spanish town
left a trail, are we even safe in t-ssie now?

- butter d

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