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letra de sharkz - chinko the prophet

[intro: doc mockie]
my circles’ tight, no bling
real ones know their girth

[refrain: pope sinclar & miynny]
yo, i’m cuttin’ through the fake n-ggas, like a switchblade knife
these m-th-f-ckas claim they down, but they sellin’ lies

[verse 1: ch-nko the prophet]
yo
clowns in the shadows, tryin’ to dim my light
i rise like a phoenix, watch me touch the skies
got my circle tight, no room for pretend
if you ain’t true to me, then you won’t transcend
feel these vibes, they heavy, no time for fake blends
real talk, i’m the truth, no need to condescend
they thought i’d fall off, but i stand like a titan
when i spit bars, it’s fire, ignitin’ the night and
fake smiles and cheap laughs, that’s just how they play
but i’m grindin’ through the struggle, makin’ real pay

[chorus: miynny]
got my squad full of sharks, we don’t fumble, we eat
they preach realness but their vibe’s just obsolete
catch me flexin’ with my truths, never cheat
haters throwin’ shade? i’m the sun, feel the heat
came from the gutter, rose up, so sublime
with every bar i spit, watch me break through the grime
[bridge: doc mockie]
no facades in my game, i’m just biding my time
while these wannabes’ rhymes don’t even shine
i’m a titan, a leviathan, fierce in this sp-ce
kickin’ in doors, makin’ waves, feel my grace

[verse 2: pope sinclair]
yo, i’m the truth like a diamond, no fake on my grind
flexin’ on the phonies, expose ’em and leave ’em spent
i’m spittin’ raw venom, these haters stay in a bind
catchin’ feelings like your girl, while i’m flexin’ my pent
out here shatterin’ mirrors, reflectin’ my ill vibe
got chrome-plated bars, hit harder than the past tense
yo, i spit truth like a dragon’s fire
fake crowns crumblin’, you full of lies
i’m the real deal, climbin’ higher
check my grind, it’s no disguise
i’m the beef, you just a veggie plate
flexin’ muscle, call it pure finesse
you just buzzin’, but it’s all too late
[verse 3: doc mockie]
flexin’ hard with my grind flame
no filter on my raw verse
chasin’ dreams, it’s my domain
fake ass smiles? man, that’s the curse
authentic like my soul’s fire
they copycat, but it don’t work
i’m the flame they can’t aspire
in this jungle, i’m the beast
no disguise, just my pure edge

[refrain: pope sinclar & miynny]
yo, i’m cuttin’ through the fake n-ggas, like a switchblade knife
these m-th-f-ckas claim they down, but they sellin’ lies

[verse 4: ch-nko the prophet]
you fake as h-ll like a knockoff brand
i’m charging up, got that real energy
no time for clones, just my synergy
cutting ties, i won’t lend you a hand
in a world of memes, i’m the realest dude
you flexin’ hard but it’s all just for show
keep your vibes close, watch the fakes get low
authenticity, that’s my f-cking mood
i’m spitting facts ’bout these phantom friends
[verse 5: salami wagon]
ayy, yo
demons lurk, in shadows creep
thoughts collide, i can’t sleep
a freak, the mind’s a maze
lost in this h-llish haze
voices scream, they cut deep
every secret i must keep
i’m wildin’, i set ablaze
push back with death’s embrace
my mind’s a wasteland, i–

[outro]
dnaletsaw dnim siht ni
tsiwt a htiw ebiv a m’i ,oy

- chinko the prophet

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