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letra de life is a war - conscious (ab)

[intro]

uh-huh, check
lemme talk to ’em
wha, look

[verse]

woke up in the morning to the news
there’s another brotha that we now did lose
wondering whose was the idea to accuse
him of walking head up rocking those tattoos?
bruise on my heart now getting loose
tryna picture myself back then in his shoes (shoes)
life don’t care what you choose
got abundance of abuse of no use for more views (uh-huh)
feeling like a p-wn piece in chess
praying “god save” ‘stead of playing “god bless” (yeah)
lying under stress, people dying, what you gonna stress
if you cannot even guess who’s the next to get the pass? (woo)
hustle to maybe survive
that’s what we do as we kinda alive
before we arrive to something that’s outta command
so, united we stand, but we fall, understand?
casualties can’t abandon the reality
-n-lyses never soften certain practices
your mind at peace is prolly only when you rest in peace
you steal the keys and end up crazy with the mechanism
let it go, you in a maze that can n0body know
there’s still some time, so take it slow
calm, listen to alarm
it means harm’s gonna come like a bomb-bomb-bomb
we fight in battles for wounds and medals
the world, it rattles like snake
doing handshake, then shook to shaking
hand aching, your body at stake (woo)
every mistake, slip of the tongue
triple in weight as you moving stray young
and later you ageing, used to the nature
knowing it’s major, stuck at the page of danger (uh-huh)
glorious, time sweeping past so victorious
even if notorious, you still in the pack 2
part of crew, ’cause it’s bigger
quick cl!ck on the trigger outta blue
the ocean is ferocious, all fish in the same niche
the motion headed to promotion and possessing heaven
but swept by the flow foe, no game 7
slaying marching troops may emerge in groups
venom hoods globally, shooting lead hoops
as they take you to the court, defending is harder
tiny room for stepping back like james harden
trust me we in trench, unable t-to produce a change
everyone’s soldier
i will not hold ya
war’s gonna mold ya
‘member i told ya
told ya

- conscious ab

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