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letra de jumanji - e l u c i d

[verse 1: elucid]
yeah, pop a wheelie, dyno
chase the white rhino, [?]
quadrant zero, nine function
smiling in a cloud of jerk smoke, still punching
done the most with the least, here’s a toast to the trees
opal and gold in the t–th, crowded speech
swallow everything, show me how you really think
holy is as holy does, slowly sinking, moss and fuzz
rolling tension
international beef thief
miraculous, we’re gathered where the words are electric
a babbling hacking connection
imagineering crack out the nest egg
they thinking ’cause they thought it then i had to hear it
my center black empiric, now get back to business
i been mappin’ how the vision is
’94 lillehammer helitech
n-ggas know my body, you still slither on your belly
scissor through the celly, my connection lookin’ spotty
i can’t hear you, but if you can hear me
i’ma hang up [?]

[verse 2: elucid]
give a f-ck to feel somethin’
losin’ focus, what’s enough? still sunk in
still pumpin’, will weapons when i want ’em
willed into order, don’t ever lose the awe
what’s the law? i’m self regulated
three quarters water, halfway to destination
do what thou wilt
you see me lord, body rollin’ on stilts
tryin’ not to slip where it spilt
story fold ’em with the dissonance real
can’t force the feel
if i touch a mil, i only eat what i k!ll
signed, sealed, synthesizing in real time
the beefcake dirty but still shine
tryin’ not to crease up my sneak
i heard somebody talkin’ cheap
outta reach, outta name
i prioritize my week, lemme hit you bout that thang
i remembered when i slept, i forgot before i woke
my tongue burn hot metallic on the hole where dagger poke
l!ck me where you wanna, the seed’ll make you choke
sometime it snows in april, razor to the dope chase
duppy out the cradle like black ark
fireproof the vault, they’re freakin’ off at the crash site
finish what i start
technique or ecstasy
checkin’ in, sometime i can’t get next to me
[verse 3: billy woods]
quiet skyscr-pers at night, scattered lights like lonely fires
i believe in survivors, but i need proof of life ‘fore i send that wire
pious blessed the mic, hoodie like franciscan friar
half-lidded eyes averted, too late for two sisters in they abayas
crosstown bus crawlin’ through valleys and canyons
long since abandoned to mammon
shadows grew long while they waited for the ransom

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