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letra de fulab - cornel west theory

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[verse 1]

the aliens are comin
run for cover
run to the m-th-f-kin hills
run m-th-f-ka from judgement
hide in that hot -ss tundra
im unda the thumb of the gubment
tryna punish a brotha
cuz they know a n-gga’s betta than them
on some johnny gill
fair weather friend sh-t
aang wind bending
grindin in an xfiles bas-m-nt
weightliftin
watch them shape shifting shakers
they shifted a faker
interzone clones skin slip
the president’s brain in vice grips
martian gats use light clips
n-gga cut that chip out your wrist
u can slip if u wish
all the continents are unda surveillance
apeture cliks and insists dont resist
but when the camera lens
see your lips
turn and say
f-k u lookin at b-tch

[verse 2]

i refuse to stand by i’m a landmine and i was born on the line i’m sworn by the lines i wrote and all the rhymes i quote i’m just ice
n-gga of course i’m nice/been rippin’ up mics my whole life
37 with a bullet and a knife the rule is if you pull it
better strike and then you aim for the jugular
my love is the drug hooking the customer
i’m puttin seven slugs in a clip to get comfortable
this goes for ery’one not just one of you
we right in front of you it’s gonna take a miracle
to stop us from puttin’ sh-lls in your pedestal
the bells make the rebels move man/them tales ain’t even credible
that sh-t’ll earn you a cell up in the devils school
…and then you wonder why we in the hood trappin
because the n-ggas in the booth is just yappin’ and all the n-ggas with the truth is busy actin’

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