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letra de transcendental - dmh

[verse 1]
i can’t allow weakness to bleed or harm me again
those that know me know i smoke weed and party to fend
off the stress, but trust defeat is hardly an end
that i’ll accept. i expect a leading army of men
need every arm we can lend on this path
just know that what i have foreseen is a bloodbath
some people disrespect my vision
but it comes as expected
but what good is respect
from those that are never respected?
an intellect with his desire in sight
to shake the world up
deponents requiring quite
a bit of effort
my cous’ knows these tiring nights
were still inspired to write
an unexpiring fight
that we face together
people ask, “why are we tight?”
cause that’s my role, dog
only homie firing right
back at any foe that attacks
with unretiring might
and that’s the mindset
he needs with aspiring heights

[hook]
past expectation, become something
to sync the mind, lung, and the tongue all in one
like the law, and (???)
to keep me under pure, obscure, h-llish pressure. sure
all the stress from the remnants of demons
that prefer (???) from lost descendants
pray not to a weaker source you are dependent
young repentant ’til our revolution becomes transcendent

[verse 2]
don’t ever plummet from the summit, nor become pit
i picked a trumpet for war, but yo, i’ll bump it
but not in pain, only while lacking necessities
i’m back with what’s left of these
attacks and i’m resting free
now, learning, looking back at the stress in me
was cracking my destiny
that’s when the recipe
found pressing me
down. might seem calm
with the mic between palms
but a night treatment bombed
bodies of my loved ones
life’s bright gleam, gone
i’m writing songs
that cite things wrong
with the government i’m fighting
like i fight king kong
might bring gongs and wardrobe. some more come
before some of you break and forget to cling to hope
those were old days. yo i bet the king and pope
around my neck would string a rope
cause i said that things had sloped
their plans ran whatever had set to sling them c0ke

[hook]

[verse 3]
when your flow’s sick, watch for the creeping devil side-effect
they know sh-t, cause they speak in several dialects
the deepened level i respect my dreams unparalleled
seen something? share the tale
with me under where it fell
within the past. now my reckoning’s brung scares as well
but skip the speech, got the supreme tongue, rare as well
fling floes
there’s a thing some care to dwell
but me, no
leaders and kings come where the scale
on the battleground shifts
bring drums, prepare the bells
be (???)
seen none, spare the trails
seems what the devil felt
the cleaned gun, barrel held
obama weighs the case
even a team, young, barely twelve
you bold kids out there
proved something for us early acts
sorry acts, something never that we should
facts are facts, they sweeped?
yep, little gs are running it
but who allows it?
ha, the government, the gunning went

[hook]

- dmh

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