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letra de no enemies - d.k. (edge)

[verse1]

your bars feeble, mine’s fabled
sometimes i feel like clark gable
they place i write from, y’all can’t visit
that’s why i’m not able to rhyme stable
they know my lyrics like the times table
i let the bars take off
homie they know me as the ink dragon
fake tattoo artist only skin deep, plus they forgot to load the ink cartridge
my throat’s parched, n-gg- i need water
felabration week just p-ssed and i haven’t been to kk. not yet at least. hump day blues. i don’t want to disrespect the trumpets though

[verse 2]

i said i didn’t want to disrespect the trumpets
but i wanna fill ivanka with a m-ffin
but i heard a n-gg- playing off key so i said f-ck it
don’t forget i’m a child of destiny like miss luckett
and my well is deep, you’ll see before i kick the bucket
guarantee your folake give me a whole lotta lovin’
that’s a whole lot of buns in the oven
that’s if they poking holes in the rubbers
my circle is gold, boy i’m covered
don’t mess with the flow or the money
talking about the latter, man i’m on it
bottom of the rung on a come up
bottle of patron for the honeys
mega-sized crayola for the young un’s
birthed a knucklehead but still put up with him so all around the globe for my parents
f-ck a clearance ticket
f-ck your best description
dirty polo’s on my sole’s though
allen avenue, 6:30 go-slow
i’m in a one chance living like y.o.l.o
and how this n-gg- paint these flicks so vivid with the slow stroke
f-ck, man, i don’t know
don’t just stare, get the go-pro
take a photo or something

[verse 3]

after this sh-t, yes i might be headed underground
when i surface it’s probably with another sound
if you ever get bored though, build a bore hole
get a bucket, you might just find waldo
the best me is when pressed to the wall though
you might wanna eat your i dinner before your jaws broke
especially if half of your lyrics borrowed
that’s not the bro code, i’ve got the source code
you wouldn’t get it boy i spit in morse code
lost in the sauce though
and the exchange rate got me tapping out
i copped a cap and gown but economy droopy like a b-sset hound
and you know what? that makes me so mad
a fool and he’s been all over, a fulani nomad
just got back, and he had no idea that sh-t was so bad
get with the program
it’s clear the government don’t care for no man
n-gg- so we slow dance with the hustle
hold hands, do the shuffle
big boys moving weight
layman, moving muscle
okada switching lanes
keke moving like buses
we loving it through the pain
the beauty is in the struggle
look
one time for my soul x2
take it away, big man

- d k edge

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