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letra de pablo - chikano & granddad woolly

verse 1:
wordplay pic-sso so they called him young pablo/
savage with the sk!lls, yeah this man acting macho/
me‚ myself and i is the mantra and the motto/
no doubt he’s a real desperado/
he follows no way but his own‚ yeah that’s how he feels/
but he know that his soul made a deal/
with something that is breathing down his neck and it’s clipping on his
heels/
but let’s take it to the top of the reel/
he’s groomed out of doom/
and memories of m-ssacres in rooms‚ turned his family compound into
tombs/
too young to repent but too old to forget/
all he know’s that he’s meant to be great with the pen/
flashbacks and the voices by the day give him h-ll/
and lately, he’s got the same vibes as 84’ rockwell/
he struggles with his path and even more with his craft/
ain’t a breeze still rough with the drafts/
he want’s to be the biggest in the mix but his skin need to thicken/
that’s when the scientists saw him ripe for the picking/
tracked him down, hit him with that proper proposition/
we’ll make you legendary in return for our vision/
carry out a mission‚ any profit you’ll be splitting/
and it’s gonna last forever ain’t no leaving this position/
he accepts with no thought of the threat/
so he’s given a syringe full of essence to inject like/

bridge:
and it courses through the veins/
then it infiltrates the brain/
his body feels a strain/
then their’s pleasure with the pain/
and we begin to see a change/
pure flame on his name/
with the fortune and the fame, bon’t forget who holds the claim/

verse 2:
god with the lyrics but a devil move the spirit/
moved freely in the past but this pivot has a limit/
if he dares overstep then his buzz turn to crickets/
and the monster has a meal it never finished/
he knows somewhat but not specifics/
but as time goes, the essence made the vision more vivid/
the souls of his clan was in the vile‚ no he didn’t get the style/
just memories, locked from a mental hidden file/
he saw that his rise was provided by their k!ller/
from a monster who’s image that he found so familiar/
the rage and confusion peak equal/
he shunned me and bruno and the power of our needle/
and we don’t see our wage so we opened up the cage/
he got plans to escape when he take the last stage, won’t happen/
the eve of his leave marks a day full of sorrow/
he meets fate as it drains his frame hollow, where’s pablo?/
outro:
onde e pablo, where’s pablo, monstros sabem vingança (x2)
yeah, it’s alive, so you better run, cause you can’t hide/
you’ll feel the guilt if you survive, and we’ll watch every night/
till we know our revenge, and then, the sound will…

- chikano granddad woolly

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