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letra de isiah thomas - daniel son (mc)

[sample]
that piece of sh-t up there
i never liked
never trust him
for all i know he had me snuffed
and my friend angel fernandez killed
but that’s history…

[talking – daniel son]
yeah
come through with that wray n neph
mix it with the mango juice
that bbm sh-t
aiyyo vic, salute

[verse 1 – daniel son]
less is more
gas pedal, press the floor
test a porsche
open up the tesla doors
intercept it when they p-ss the torch
we don’t have remorse
we be them brown bag amb-ssadors
rarely see me in the malls i’m never shoppin
waybach got the heat i check em often
crane kick, get it poppin
fiends looking weird off the gl-ss like dennis rodman
god d-mn, make deposits
money for the safety boxes
pay the bosses
cover costs, take the profit
feds out wanna see us taking losses
on the court move quicker than isiah thomas
run the 401
it’s like i’m speed racing
my people move organized like the freemasons
heard the tape one time look like they free basing
it’s my time, now
i’ve been patient

[hook]
so i
hop the fence, tore my new ralph jeans
feds chase me so much
i’m still running in my dreams
so i
hop the fence, tore my new ralph jeans
feds chase me so much
i’m still running in my dreams
so i
hop the fence, tore my new ralph jeans
feds chase me so much
i’m still running in my dreams
nothing’s what it seems
them hundreds on the scene
but i’m never gonna stop
doing numbers with the team

[verse 2 – daniel son]
i stay quiet
let the money talk
with the crosshair
f-ck the police
probably leave your -ss shot dead
this sh-t b-tter
we melt it over the hot bread
i need the purple m3 like nas said
if i ruled the world i’d free all my sons
why the good ones all die young?
feds pull up and we all might run
in miami like carmine’s son
mix the mango with the all white rum
hit the blunt till it hurts to breathe
ocean grown when we burn the trees
cruise the river at the current’s ease
take the product but prefer the cheese
counterfeit’s identical to the currency (hold that!)
spend days politicking with the gifted
heard that he was ratting
went missing with the quickness
now the cops come sniffing in my business
got me jumping over cars
like vince at the olympics

- daniel son mc

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