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letra de rappéur - departure (rap)

[intro: departure]
spin it back and forth
throw away the map for the treasure humans are bound
for you can never be lost if you are never found
stand on this canopy of eternity with me
and watch the author die a thousand times

[verse 1: departure]
before he bleeds, find a leech to extract his prose and prowess
figure out how he is endowed with vocabulary
lucy in the sky with blueberries, rapper hits to parry
i’m so anxious for the ending, heavy weights, eye bags wanna dead me
but jah so gracious, i’m the unbaldest
so thе power forever go to thе most pompous, uh
worried about rotating days and the drugs got him in a daze
take some more acetaminophen, let the devil in
or baphomet is what the so-called artist would refer to the devil as
spill the blood on the countersp-ce
it’s some real good marble, need to maintain
but you can’t be late, heavy, weight
and svw is playing on the car tape
screaming “f-ck the world” with a pitchfork
looking for more b-tches to pour, pop champagne into the mouths of the greedy
for a capitalist society is a d-mn shame (turn the engine on)
strike a match to the oven like a moth to the flame (taking off, taking off)
when it all crumbles, nothing will be the same
the soul of a sister whispering beckons you to the street
that’s that crack trauma, begging on your knees
and hustlin’ is a habit, anarchists bumping black flag
waving their propriety for white trash
got some cash, then i just might grab
but i’m found by bright lights, jumping over heights
just to escape backlash plight of a poor man
[bridge: departure]
poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man
poor, poor, poor, poor, poor
poor, poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man
poor man, poor man, poor man, poor man
poor man, poor man, poor man, poor, poor, poor
i’m predicting now i’ll be hunched over when i die
writing my last words rather than spitting them in somebody’s eyes
i’m the rapper robert b. parker only years away from the climb
and long-haired freaky people need not apply

[verse 2: departure]
shot the cow, now i’m over the moon
cream cheese with a gigantic spoon
i made a mess and it’s strewn across the floor
looking for some groupies to do me
until we use the phrase “common wh0re”
my dictionary is a brahmin if you’re fiending for more
intervention, mental contention
to rid me of my redemption, uh (whoo)
this is rapper pride
but i’ve lost it all so now i’m going to hide
it’s never as easy as flying a kite or riding a bike
but rather getting high and looking in the sky
open your mind
this is the sundown of revolutions
and my science is proven
but i’ll sit down and pass away on my lazy susan
three words: conclusion
[bridge: departure]
la la la la la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la

[verse 3: departure]
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[outro: el-p (sample)]
there’s gotta be that music that, you know, that- that you know
these are the writers of our generation, man
these are the new authors, and
books are not as prevalent these days as music
kids are not- ’cause kids, you know, kids aren’t gonna write books
kids are gonna write records, and, and
these are gonna thing- these are gonna be the things we look back on
to understand what was going on in our time
these are gonna be the things we look back on to get an idea, of, what, life was about

- departure rap

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