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letra de crossed t's, dotted i's - canvasse

[verse 1: canv-sse]
take a moment to recall the setbacks, and how we made it up without the jet-packs, huh-uh
how we avoiding being lost souls
rest in peace to victims of sosoliso
head scratching, spill blood like a dead captain, yeah and pour some wine in that chalice toast to leaving zombie land shots like cameras
and we did it without the camel backs
or support besides 99 and the good people
this story finna see it’s sequel, put your heads when you’re named could be trace too
yeah i seen through that, i’ve done all that, started from 1004 floors kitty litter and scratch, you’d be happy not to hear a gun clap, see the sun black, and get a placed lunch mats or watch an episode of the rugrats

rigid my flow be y’all be timid
regime myopic talking price tags & frigid, fidgeting through the frivolous, looking for the pendleton, try to box me and you gon suffer the penalty
i’ve gone through too much for no talent to be a shade
2 years in this game and the b-tches kinda lame
12 years a slave till the saviour it’s been harsh
watch the behaviour teens choice ain’t a benchmark
no shots to the clerk, we just clerics
housing the knowledge that’s esoteric, og sh-t
come to think of these rappers isomeric, same flow in different people so why compare them
ain’t no contrast , clearly ain’t no abstract, on each other’s b-lls no die erections like a comp-ss
too ahead of time, b
gotta go through fall before they can see a new leaf
this is the point where you learn to distinguish, the well wishers, -ss kissers, pilgrims who want ya outta prison
your bars eye opening get an optician
balance of wisdom lopsided can’t blame the solipsism
peers tryna stagnate us
the fugazi in them seen by a bartimaeus
like pre ssce the wolves run a muck
high society, rayvain like dikembe hold the block

i’m never packing, never ripping them packets, another black kid slaying n-ggas who want that angus, active with these adlibs angelus regular practice for wake keep of fake sheep crossing wolf’s ballads
where he been the past few months
aww forget about it cuz he ain’t p-ssing blunts
knees down facing the tabernacle
spread bar code, end of this canv-sse convo

- canvasse

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