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letra de let me in - dakoda rollins

[chorus]
promise these rappers want none of this. (ay!)
i don’t do this for the fun of it. (ay!)
i’m always honest, i been frank
yeah, that’s keepin’ it hunnid, kid. (ay!)
i am so sick of the punishment. (ay!)
lot of these crackers they come and went. (ay!)
so let me in, let me in
let me in, let me in

[verse one]
know that you’re checkin’ it
know there’s prerequisites
please me in my potential’s indefinite
i know i’m imperfect but i’m still heaven-sent
i got a message no matter the rhetoric
my time to shine it is now at a deficit
i got the trunk music, not talking elephants
lines like that there keep me out of relevance
i never fail to mention i’ve always been ahead of the compet-tion
i got a pad, a pen, a vision. i just need y’all to listen
y’all hear it? you don’t hear it!
even my wife don’t know my lyrics
it wouldn’t by chance be my appearance?
sweet tk i hope you hear it
i am not oppressive heretic
i won’t downplay my heritage
my granddad’s mule chased a carrot stick
my grandmama’s lineage talked to the great spirit
i got every branch in me so why would you check for clearance?
we go the same blood in us that trickled down the cross
so don’t treat me like i’m your warden
hey, listen to me. i’m only twenty-three
but we are heirs to the one who was baptized in jordan
disregard the blue in my eyes. pay attention to the fire in them
it’s the same fire in my rhymes
picket sign, picket fence
pick a foe or you pick a friend
fox, nbc and cnn fabricating the division
yeah, that’s right i’m a white boy with a mic boy
no fear ’cause i know who the boss is
no eye holes in the priesthood
got the flame but i ain’t burning crosses
most ignorant with the least pigment
watching other dudes jump to the finish
’cause their content is darker than mine
though i’m the one with the beats and lines
white as the chalk–that’s probably why the black’s bored
kick up the dust, i’ll earn the trust
call me friend, call me brother
good thing dope don’t have a color

[chorus]

let me in, let me in
you gotta, you gotta let me in
let me in, let me in
you gotta, you gotta let me in
let me in, let me in
you gotta, you gotta let me in
let me in, let me in
i dab while you let me in

[verse two]
let me in, let me in
let me in heaven
heaven isn’t always open; it’s not 7-11
i always wanted to sit with the cool kids
but it rubbed off on me, i acted foolish
baptism to a cataclysm, making sure i know by whom i’m sent
so let me in, let me in, let me in, let me in

[skit]
(facebook messenger noise)

what the heck? who’s messaging me? it’s like fourteen o’clock in the morning. a chief peace video?! no. no! why are people into this dude?! i leave oklahoma for five seconds and woody allen’s problem child son is making rap music

(chief peace ong begins playing)

oh, no why am i listening to this? juice. juicebox. i’m already uninterested. this dudes hair looks like muppet fur! nah, nah, nah
lil uzi nerf, nah. i’m just gonna keep doing what i do and. . .yeah

- dakoda rollins

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