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letra de misfit - epifani telon

[verse 1: epifani telon]

another day for a talented misfit
who listened to the bigs now he naturally gifted
who left the game from scorin’, to blowin’ things out proportion
all he got were portions from drinkin’ the potions
ways of a vicious venom attack, he had to pick a poison
the noises overshadowed by the thoughts of another
brother, empowered by the thoughts of the others
now he gotta make the gats squeeze like some udders
no he’s not a lover, but loves to get the paper
stand in his way and like ibaka he’ll erase ya
existance is finished
consider you extinct man
enrichment delivered with a purpose for certain
he’s in the zone like the 2-3 defense
teachin’ what the teachers fail to teach and
a new beginning but it’s feelin’ like a dead end
a misfit always tryna get his way man

[hook: epifani telon]
the viewers discretion is contaminating right minds
it take time to figure out the right lines
i take rollies and i think of the thoughts
of a misfit lost in the dark (2x)

[verse 2]

check
my dirty concious is spreadin’ words of nonsense
the concept packed bars and spit em’ with progress
my eyes open spread my views through content
and yet they barely get time like prospects
so tell me if you opened your eyes yet
covered by impressions that suffered em’ deep depressions
cuz’ now the trends infectious
they growin’ like adolesants
my flows can school fools
so it’s time to add-a-lesson
makin’ moves when my pockets were lookin’ thin
my n-ggas hit the pot, but not the ones you cook up in
you know i hit the spot cuz i got her shook up and
i spit tell the dj give me a spin
i remenise with bars with bars keepin’ em sequenced
got a ladder out cuz’ my goals for which i’m reachin’
spittin’ the truth cuz he naturally gifted
yea that’s the life of a talented misfit

[hook]

[verse 3]

but yet it’s far from over
i use my lines as daggers when i stab em’ in their scr-t-ms
cuz’ yet i never owed em’
respect never gave me none
but when i spit people think that i am the one
to resolve the hatred and the fakeness
they throwin’ bullets, but i’m dodgin’ em like matrix
yes i’m servin’ up the truth so get a taste quick
before the others just rise up and take it
chances given but yet no one receive em’
i keep a close grab and take whenever i see em’
my mind to cold need a dose of the serum
he screamin’ he the best and they had to believe em’
is it the reason
why piff is runnin’ a legion
mr. third eye soul, so i can’t pledge allegience
black president, the whit man seeks it
we hide and seek but the count still peepin’
they wide awake but they minds still dreamin’
that crack flow, no wonder why these n-ggas stay fiendin’
yeah these n-ggas stay fiendin’
pens to the paper just spoke my reason

- epifani telon

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