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letra de birth - eye zayah

[intro:]
4 acres & a mule b-tch that’s all y’all ever ask for
that’s all i ever ask for i can’t even do this sh-t man

[verse 1:]
repet-tive ignorance make me less of a citizen
just by judging my pigment i can never be innocent
tryna give me way lesser i put the game on a stretcher
with my homies we working we out here staining these purses
said i ran of verses, now they laying in he-rs-s
the greatest of all, yeah mama you birthed it
i’m out here working and working, they tryna hear if i’m worth it
the best yall deserve it, just tryna bang out theses verses
i’m on top of the hill, they always ask how i feel
man i feel like im gronk, and the stage is my field
out here spiking the mic, making plays like i’m bill
ima take my dollar, watch me make it a mill
and ima take my notebook, watch me make it a deal
bars hotter than buffalo, catching making these bills

[hook:] (x2)
it’s the birth of the greatest, i been spitting my latest
im bouta murder the haters, the throne reserve for me later

[verse 2:]
i been on my dolo sh-t, boat shoes and polo sh-t
but my music bumping like i wrote it on a pogo stick
smoking on that potent b-tch, never dropping solo hits
dubs you can quote this sh-t, swear that i be flowing sh-t
they smoking on the bogus sh-t, steady f-cking toking hits
shorty taking pictures while im f-cking blowing on a blizz
cortex, blowing o’s with ya f-cking hoe ya bish
with ya f-cking hoe ya bish

[hook:] (x2)
it’s the birth of the greatest, i been spitting my latest
im bouta murder the haters, the throne reserve for me later

[verse 3:]
sitting in my room i need something to write
take a hit of the weed, and sip the sunny delight
man i’m buying all this sh-t, though my money is tight
smoking in a dark room i’m just looking for light
its like, god d-mn, and i’m so polite
every night deep in my thoguhts just pondering life
in a bed full of thots, with a head full of thoughts and
sh-t getting blurry when we knocking down shots
like my name was steph curry, show a blade and then we leaving in a hurry

[outro:]
whats the priority of a minority
don’t get cracked or get trapped
hes an arrogant black american, i know your sick of hearing this
the mind of a 40 year old black conspiracy theorists trapped inside of a
teenager’s body, its oddly ungodly, sorry
but its better than a, 14 year old red neck republican that’s troubling the public like the government
billions to nasa to look for et, what a nation, man there goes my education
the recollection of racism man is still alive, and summer’s still inside
unfortunately

- eye zayah

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