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letra de language$ - epifani telon

[ verse ]

peep the demon tryna’ kick it with his reasons
my artifacts are hotter than infernos makes it art in fact
bleeding with the ink, i’m straight possessed by the pen
my common currency is currently the lyrical best.. yes
a n0body but i’m reaching for stars
bodied every other talent when it came to the arts
rookie of the year with a veterans mind
so when i die i’ll be buried with the best in the war zone
i craft flows while other copy my work
rap just came as odd blessings and the language a perk
see the haters always talking, never talking the wealth
it’s just doom, the way i’m wreaking havoc upon… slimes
they all quiet never testing the cold rhymes
wish i could bring rap back to it’s old times
eating from ya numbers like math when includes pie
but ya’ll forgot the p-ssion when ya’ll chasing the cash signs
all about the profits but ya’ll pockets froze
born as an indigo… child with the hot and ready flows
a young ceaser, kept his dreams high like his hair
the pen and mind a cold pair, the way i’m beating these snares..
like d-mn

- epifani telon

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