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letra de tommy shelby - definiteee

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[hook: mic strong]

do it for my bloodline keep the fam straight (uh)
get rid of the opposition standing in the way (bleh)
they want me dead and gone so i can’t play it safe. (nope, nope)
keep the piece for peace i need the lord’s grace. (lord)
everybody eat come get another helping (common)
what’s mine is yours for sure i ain’t being selfish (nah)
need to ease my stress this life get overwhelming (woah)
take care of my people like i’m tommy shеlby

[verse 1: mic strong]

kentucky derby in my enginе that’s some horse power, (woah)
i push the pedal to the floor now watch em all gallup. (skrrt)
in modern times i’m giving em old school vibes,(woah) like why wine baby i can make the moonshine (aye)
bootleggers make money under the table(uh huh) black market transactions helped my family stay stable, (woah)
disrespect is never tolerated, (phew) revenge get contemplated, (phew) then executed if i don’t my man a do it (blaw)
you tried to set me up and your plans are ruined, look how the role reversed now homies gotta hold your hurse, and place you in a six feet deep hole in earth (aye) protect ours more money and power
peaky blinders a collective that’s short on cowards (uh huh)
hand outs what are those? i wouldn’t know, we had to share clothes, (uh)
struck with the strap like velcro, (what) pockets lint roll, broke! but now we all rolling in the dough. (rolling in the dough)

[hook: mic strong]

do it for my bloodline keep the fam straight (uh)
get rid of the opposition standing in the way (bleh)
they want me dead and gone so i can’t play it safe. (nope, nope)
keep the piece for peace i need the lord’s grace. (lord)
everybody eat come get another helping (common)
what’s mine is yours for sure i ain’t being selfish (nah)
need to ease my stress this life get overwhelming (woah)
take care of my people like i’m tommy shelby

[verse 2: definite]
uh, aye
indian derby in my engine betting lives on track (woo)
tagging in the demons on my side when i plot a plan (plan)
drunk at garrisons giving notes to my helmsman
i’m tommy shelby got this f-ckin city on a wrath (wrrath)
i ain’t get no sleep never treat my convalesce
been a different breed when it heats up i got no tolerance
writing these rhymes like letters to the times
black hands and aberama gold within my confines
in a 9-5 where my stress hit vertex (vertex)
rounded by the g man’s they be tryna lock the next (next)
i’d be pushing through the dirt to be decked to my grave (hustle, hustle)
hustle harder than aunt pol i swim through the waves

coming at me looking for some help, i might get you fanned (phew)
struggled in the block gettin sketched, now we talking big bands (big bands)
never had no jam my life was on recce, but i’d still make it no upper hands
a brown boy with definite plans (definite)

[hook: definite]

do it for the left out child who’s been distrait (aye)
do it when the time comes don’t wait for chait (don’t wait)
get yo sluggish gang straight outta yo gate (straight out)
learn to choose what’s best don’t hesitate (learn)
rhymes in my head like i stick paints (paints)
never had the dough to head outta state (no dough)
seen the vision for a while i call it fate
now i move on with my team like i’m tommy shelby’

[verse 3: definite]

keep the peace for peace i need the lord’s grace
calm as shelby facin death but i always be brace
try to mace me out n yo boys won’t find a trace
of where your guys at when i scope you from charlie’s, i’m too cliché for a chase

got kids with no ambition tryna talk me outta doing verses
bro your really good but your never finna make it i can sense the doses
ten toes from those tryna lecture, same pr-cks that never filled their purses
yet they out there tryna pin the dude who’s workin hard n make him loose his focus
i’m tryna get a plaque while you out there tryna get some poke potion
i ain’t even in a competition, i be handin l’s to the guy i was fore a couple trojans

i smile at these lil clowns tryna pick flaws in my tracks
never looked back, eviscerate hoes plottin stabs in the back
grindin with a vision never had a plan
never had no crowd filled up with claque

[hook: definite]
do it for the left out child who’s been distrait (aye)
do it when the time comes don’t wait for chait (don’t wait)
get yo sluggish gang straight outta yo gate (straight out)
learn to choose what’s best don’t hesitate (learn)

rhymes in my head like i stick paints (paints)
never had the dough to head outta state (no dough)
seen the vision for a while i call it fate
now i move on with my team like i’m tommy shelby’

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