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letra de resurrection - common

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i stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter-in
that be scattering, over the globe will my vocals be traveling
unraveling my abdomen it’s slime that’s babbling
grammatics that are masculine

i grab them in, verbally badgering broads
i wish that madeline, was back on video lp
i went against all odds and got a even-steven
proceed to read and not believing everything i’m reading

but my brain was bleeding, needing, feeding and exercise
i didn’t seek the best of buys, it’s a lie to textualize
i -n-lyze where i rest my eyes
and chastise the best of guys with punchlines

i’m nestle, when it’s crunch-time
for your mind like one time
if poetry was p-ssy i’d be sunshine
’cause i deliver like the sun-times

confined in once-mines on dumb rhymes i combine
i’m hype like i’m unsigned, my diet i unswine
eating beef sometimes i try to cut back on that sh-t
this rap sh-t is truly outta control

my style is too developed to be arrested
it’s the freestyle, so now it’s out on parole
they tried to hold my soul in a holding cell so i would sell
i bonded with a break and had enough to make bail

a misdemeanor fell on his knee for the jury
i asked no for his id and the judge thought there was two of me
motion for a recess to retest my fingerprints
they relinquished since ’cause i was guilty in a sense

i ride the rhythm like a schwinn bike when in dim light
i use insight to enlight devices h-t the skin tight
words of wisdom wail from my windpipe
imaginations in flight

i send light like ben’s kite i’ve been bright
get open like on gym nights and in fights i send rights
don’t hook with skins my friends like
i spend nights up in dyk-s

in spite i’ve been indicted as a freak of all trades
i got it made, i bathe in baselines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums
come from a tribe of b-ms, hooked on negro and mums
had to halt with the, malt liquor

’cause off the malt liquor i fought n-gg-z
now my speech is lost quicker
cruising south side streets with no heat and no sticker
u ak got my back and we don’t get no thicker
u ak got my back and we don’t get no thicker
u ak got my back and we don’t now check it

i’m a hoe but not a hoe n-gg-
ain’t scared of no n-gg-
but it’s my turn to go i gotta go
and i’m gone with the storm

- common

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