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letra de in the sky - ceazar & reason

[intro]
[???]
beyond the clouds
high up in the sky
just you and i-i-i-i

[verse 1: ceazar]
yeah, champion status
picture how it be if i lose
they want my life, but couldn’t walk a day in my shoes
they want my wife, my whip, my jewels
risk it all if you choose ’cause in a minute you be front page news
i’m all in it, major moves, i break the rules
break the [?] dripped in gold
from every flip i sold, the script unfold
double back now, got a couple chips to hold
they want my spot, my sh-t is on lock
some hustle for the shot, run, gunnin’ for the top
took a look at the game and they lames, i’m still hot
that’s why i stack bundles forever like far rock
wallet on stock, got stocks with dividends
talk big like wallace, but it’s all pretend
plus, you so much my junior, how you goin’ contend?
like polo -ssociation vs. ralph lauren (come on)
i’m a giant, get stepped on [?]
ball for ball, smack son, and smack ’em again
it depend, the seat belt ain’t the only strap in the benz
i know my time’s comin’, it’s just a matter of when

[hook: ceazar]
gotta reach for the sky
i’m blessed, i’m still alive
only sleep with one eye ’cause the devil’s in the sky
speak less, listen more
words of the wise
that’s word to my people, give it all ’till i die
i blow smoke -inhale- after smoke in the sky
i blow smoke -inhale- after smoke in the sky
elevated, most high
granted we all fly
gotta reach for the sky
i reach for the sky

[verse 2: reason]
sky high, at the window lookin’ outside
sp-ce shuttle, take off, alt-tude climbs
and this is star trek, like the enterprise
i’m captain picard with a n-gg- vibe
put rappers to sleep with these lullabies
you weak, i can see it in your man’s eyes
[?] ya squad, leave ’em out to air dry
compare me to nothin’, don’t you dare lie (liar)
i’m somethin’ else, n-gg- i move fast
never understood my pain so i could crash
but i just take it day by day
and pray that none of you suckers don’t front my way
i got too much to give, i’m santa claus rappin’
do it for the streets, f-ck the benz i just [?]
top notch, get ya sh-ll popped turtle n-gg-
too weak for the race and i hurt ’em quicka
now get my slippers, you call me mista
your grave is dug, that’s how i ditch ya
flee the scene, y’all ain’t see that
keep it g under question and you see black
play the the rules of the game, but you can’t trade
gotta stick to the cold to see old age
let’s take ten steps and turn around
i bet you my shot -gunshot- be the only sound

- ceazar reason

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