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letra de 40 bars from indianapolis - eucarius walker

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[intro]
less go
i put my menace in a stated penitentiary, too
never vanish, i replenished all my venises

[verse 1]
never cut from same cloths, put cho money where yo mouth is
never collect that interest, cuz your money’s in your couches
now i’m finna spit, i do not drip, but i got outfits
b-tts on couches, couple slouches, now they robbin yalls ragedy houses
they stash it out in pouches and they come unannounced and
yall become devout then, church at home ain’t got no blousеs
momma now a calvinst and but cho dad is still a bouncer
when yall come and chеck him, all his vouchers, they got vouchers
ya’ll in pacific scene, never quoted, bind there to never see
some of yall have kept with me, others yalls need a legacy
we goin off the screens, can’t drive, cuz they keep hedging me
can’t have a hedge without a fund, gun skins now have leprosy, uh
i found my chesapeake, growner folk keep on petting me
i been cookin for a decade deep, they just now findin recipes
my mind’s a sword, and remember in rap, you know all my weapons speak
optimus prime years, transformin me, never rest the peak
[verse 2] (1:10)
no dream is too b.i.g
beliveing and dreaming is da real key
vision, ambition is in conditon
the man is about to go on a mission
no need a good name, or a glory fame
i just came out here to play the beautiful game
see me struggle, but yall will never see me fail
the struggle is all good, but you gon see me prevail

[verse 3] (1:33)
two bones never can get back to their own tombstones
hair salon boomed trinity dr. room called venusto
live life perfectly but end up in fire and brimstone
fighting for our playoff lives, livin outta these loopholes
maybe we can battle for these top spot got nothin to prove bro
made us work for every point but we need mucho gusto
can’t fumble back, imma tumble that use our brute force
crippled teach, riddled with injuries but i’ll see you soon though, look

[break] (1:53)
yeah
yeah

[verse 4] (2:14)
all backed in like cosay, need that moti gotta coach pain
run in quick, gotta hide my fun, sane on emmy’s copay
rich and poor say, “we dont need emotions” uh
triple coaching like oj, “got busy,” thats what bros say uh
shieldin pavises, i need what is his
im never copin, all im hopin is i get open, up my averages
i can overlist, back in tables, in my catalysts
lies can still persist, i insist, stay in madison

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