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letra de كعك و سمسم (kaak and sesame) - dj lethal skillz

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i’m going to sing you a song
that i’ve been waiting for
i’ve been waiting for so long
i’ve been waiting for so long

i’ve been waiting for so long
fly high hats make you kinda taste like me
how it feels to be a bird
look down and see the baseline

flow through the valleys to the deepest parts
and order potty, kick and snap the big alliance
boom, bap, skyscr-pers, be the giants
get the keys to see what the bottom line is

close my eyes, i see a beautiful iris
right in front of me, open up again
i see riots, i see violence, i see childish behaviour
on a major scale, sounds like minor though

only the winners’ names appear in thе line of notes
and on the monumеnts where at night the lights ain’t low
i see the wisest quotes and graffiti on the walls
in the hood where the rate of the crime ain’t low

i see homeless, i see homeless
so many things to see, it’s hard to keep your focus
connect the dots when you pluck the strings
i feel alive when the hand hits the skin
i feel alive when the hand hits the skin
i don’t believe in magic, i believe in music
i travel the world every day, even though my body is in africa
the soul travels, the soul wanders

i don’t need a passport, i don’t need a passport
ever since i was a kid, i see blood in front of me
and i translate it into letters in my book
even though i say i’m a thief

but my imagination stays in a tent outside the house
as if it’s in the roots of the tree
so don’t waste a few months of my youth
but i need it because i want it even if i die

you can say it’s yesterday
but the best moments are when i was locked up in a cell
not in this cell
i’m locked up in a cell, i’m resting

you won’t see it, it’s the product of my imagination
the need is the mother of the creator
so your product is getting less and less complicated
as time goes by

i see the wisest quotes and graffiti on the walls
i build a home among the stars
and because i’m realistic, i die on my land
no, i only write poetry from the bottom of my heart
my poems sleep on the bottom of the stars
sometimes for joy, sometimes for suggestion
there are no issues that are more than a suggestion
and just like my sons

when they say, i thank the one who created the sound
and advised me to say free speech
i won’t accept anything else
i will turn the pulse of my heart into a song

bodies leave for unknown places
and i stay for myself, i’m not a guest
here is the house of ghosts, the house of the dead
and a house where the wind blows

and i suggest you turn off my song
and sing for someone else until the morning

- dj lethal skillz

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