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letra de !sayso! - cymatree

yea
turn my mic up
please

psych
it’s
just me
i don’t have my own studio yet

one take, here we go

throw those hands up high like the cops !sayso!
silently comply like my mom !saysso!
excuse is the green but we always enemies
when you k!ll the poc then celebrate with henessey
look

call me spider-man cuz i be pulling my punches
hit that one arm pull up while you’re stuck doing crunches
eat her first thing in the morning you know what my brunch is
bured alive in those cheeks so glad she does her lunges!

america was always great?
okay, if you !sayso!
cali is the perfect state?
okay if you !sayso!
we determine our own fates?
okay if you !sayso!
government always spread hate, i wish i could lay low
go earn me some pesos, i’m tired of green faces
wall ain’t getting’ paid of, mexico must be racist
no bread but i make dough, love the thrill of the chases
on your minds like halo, i chief in master places
all ya’ll just be masterbatin, ya
tired of debating’ ya
these schools are mistaken ya
justice not conversation ya
all you brats be faking ya
devos acts like she’s satan ya
these dark curls get no savin?
i might go super saiyan!

throw those hands up high like the cops !sayso!
silently comply like my mom !saysso!
excuse is the green but we always enemies
when you k!ll the poc then celebrate with henessey
look
throw those hands up high like the cops !sayso!
silently comply like my mom !saysso!
excuse is the green but we always enemies
when you k!ll the poc then celebrate with henessey

if she !sayso! i’ma stop
god given right but she’ll miss me at night
got a payload in my loft
masterpiece suits always fit me pretty tight
if they !sayso! i’ma drop
k!llers in blue threaten me with their triggers
i’m terrified of getting shot
cold in the winter stay warm with my figures

got eight like ice skate then i take a quick break
my haters irate but my wall is too great
they serve me a steak then they wash my clean plate
takes sweet like a cake so i know they all fake

i know they all fake

not that i judge
i know they all fake
i show them love
peaceful like a dove, but not quite as white
yet their women keep texting me like every night?

alt right, alt facts, don’t exist ya’ll been that
we all right, that’s just facts, bet ya’ll think the worlds flat
budget tight, ya’ll got racks, cut em from he food stams
future bright, not a chance, throw us in them hood camps

decriminalize our melanin
they all car about where we been it’s not like we we’re swimmin’ in
you started it we’re finishin’
f-ck ya’ll bigotry, equal opinion- not to me

hatred is the only thing you preach

sh-ll shocked, ya’ll turtle slow
coastin’ on a turtle flow
snap on a lip, a turtle hoe
ya’ll on your backs like turtles though
hop over your -ss like hurdles

woah

you think you’re the star of the show?
you k!ll the natives coast to coast then
lynch a n-gg- and watch him roast

throw those hands up high like the cops !sayso!
silently comply like my mom !saysso!
just because we’re magic doesn’t mean that we’re not real
not that indigenous savage ’till you break another deal
gone

- cymatree

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