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letra de cold blooded - domameno

ahhh
[verse 1]
cold blooded, talking like i know something
walking walking with my head held high
baby baby don’t tell no lies
if you know the truth
don’t tell no lies, unless your bulletproof
pick your sides do it fast
dodge a wrench dodge a draft
check the vibe, get the bag
flip a track, get a stack
double back, drop a pack
sing my tunes she said she like it like that
said she like it like that
so i, hit the booth like booth
polo loco brought the coup to the coop
solo old soul at the stu in the coupe
we got to cooking, the stew and the soup
told mе holy stogie growing got the crew on thе loose
and i’m walking living proof
what you talk you better do
cause your word is all you got
take them similes and metaphors and throw ’em in a pot
you gotta’ stir while it’s hot
keep the wrist on a pivot, verbs will float to the top
adjectives and descriptions in boiled oil til they pop
nouns bound to fit in
a dash, a splash, a drop – poetry in the kitchen
conjunctions in the cupboard, (yah)
adlibs been extensions
wordplay like no other – a sentence in existence
[verse 2]
back up, back up, stogie brought the pack up
act up act up and you wound up with some bad luck
baby why the sour face?
this dough grows in the mold got the power plays
so watch it rise and keep it down we do not conversate
just check conversion rates
blur the face and send the boy to pearly gates
that’s dirty on ’em aye
threw some dirt up on their name
said f-ck the system
while they ride around town in the new edition
i’m just vibing out loud all my superstitions
know the wicked witch would wanna put me on prescriptions
huh too persistent, too conditioned
through the distance, through dimensions
intergalactic activate
your merkabah, the path you take
avoid the new kabal the baphomet
dumb you down detach your brain
decapitate, tamper, sample, and aggravate
agreed upon as adam ate to keep the doc away
quit tripping, it’s been glitching
and it’s ’bout to get shifting
the lift quickens, in the brisk, frigid, fictitious
you best just quit cl!cking
fit dripping gold
riff split your soul, should’ve listened what you’re told

- domameno

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