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letra de final boss - d-cyphr

[verse 1 – b-christ]
back to the pad, like i’m mad, madvillain
steady k!lling smooth civilian, i might just rack a million
or a billion trillion maximillion tax affiliation
it takes rhyme for total activation
contemplation, rhyme impatient
but still better than trump with his anti-foreign nation
my homies caught a case before they could buy a cason
run a race like tay-k
pull up to store with 17th century musket
then an ak what does more damage?
k!lling more people than israel in a famish
living lavish how can i stop when i just dropped the top
and switched my shoes like flip flop
my punchlines can’t be deciphered
now here’s d-cyphr

[verse 2 – d-cyphr]
it’s 2018, 1k plays, streams
on my singles, with my pen, ink full, i make schemes
all this talk, rules and regulations, man i’ve had enough
2pac said (“f-ck the world!”), it’s already done
got nothing to lose like it’s me against the world
stuff a free-fall, i’m aiming to be freer than a bird
all these problems in the world, wishing i could fly away
walk and leave it in the dirt, just to find a brighter day
morals taught to kids get forgotten when they ride the wave
the youth’s becoming worse, i’d hate to restart my life today
but that’s only a minor problem that we face
compared to other things that are happening in society
law changes, number raising, then that creates
sudden public rage, that causes riots and flames
the hardest work that we do isn’t working, but finding work
those who can’t do that are living their lives on the kerb
questioning what it’s worth living life on the dirt
of the earth, just cos life’s systems are flawed or worse
with all the complication just to take a shot
then people don’t respond, forcing you to miss the mark
and with technology taking over and taking jobs
surprised how the employment rates are staying up

[verse 3 – b-christ]
how can we forget a loss when we can’t face the final boss?
how can we make hip hop if the past is truly lost?
rick ross tick tock we p-ssed an odd future
i’m looking to the past for an answer and a tutor
we the new force got the crown we the suitors
back on my grind with d-cyphr ain’t a fluke sir
new turf thought it was the old how can we make a difference
if today we ain’t bold we sitting still changing nothing
but doing what we’re told but society is like origami
the end will soon unfold different yes i’m looking cold
at the end of it thought my blunt was pre-rolled
they think i’m selling out all the bars that i sold

[verse 4 – d-cyphr]
discrimination still leads to elimination
people think we’re fine but workplaces still use it in occasion
we get a feel it’s faded, but it isn’t, it’s still waiting
it never dies out, judgemental people are still flaming
paigons just hating, never been contemplating
about if the ones that they ever hated reciprocated
let’s face it, those people are just a waste
and if we’re all like that, the whole nation’s an abomination
the rich get richer and the poor don’t get a thing
even though the poor have more work that they’re putting in
if the rich wanted to, they can retire early and quit
when the poor still have to struggle until the end
crimes don’t get punished enough so they carry on
people get freed but don’t learn so that keeps on
with all the corruption outside, it feels like life is lost
it’s hard living, this game of life is the final boss

- d cyphr

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