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letra de yellow brick road - ferris blusa & machacha

[intro]
right?
right?
right?

[chorus]
chain the same colour as the yellow brick road, but i ain’t lookin’ for i’s (i’s)
new god flow, so i’m dividin’ the odds
know n-ggas in my hood stuffed crush in them pies (yeah)
it’s never all good, n-ggas tryna survive (yuh)
sh-t, i never lie, brought trouble when i arrived
the beginning of yo’ end, say h-llo to your goodbyes
say h-llo to your goodbyes
yeah, say h-llo to your goodbyes (yo)

[verse 1]
my favourite caption be the prayer hands (gawd)
i’m here to choke you n-ggas with my bare hands
meet me on the mic, who tryna square dance?
no chance (nah), way too many timеs i saw that door slam
took one glance (one) and fеll in love with it, this a romance (boy)
you actors standin’ big in the paint, like boban
i’m conan, a destroyer (‘stroyer), prime de la hoya (yeah)
fake n-ggas stand behind they lawyer (you), the hood was my employer (ferris)
i got this sh-t embroid, i’m loyal (i told y’all)
how dare you n-ggas mention me? (how dare you)
such a pity, the closest thing to mr. t (such a pity)
i know you n-ggas probably p-ssed, ’cause i’m the sh-t to me (i am)
you gotta talk to five n-ggas ‘fore you get to me (five n-ggas)
arrogance not the half-brother (it’s not)
no drive, all noise, bad m-ffle (facts)
n-ggas’s gupta, brought a bag, bash brothers (facts)
yeah, i rap, still a pimp, i’m chad butler (pimp)
i used to be that scuffle type (i did)
then wayne said get it by the duffle, right? (duffle bag)
fall off, sh-t, i wish i might
[chorus]
chain the same colour as the yellow brick road, but i ain’t lookin’ for i’s (i’s)
new god flow, so i’m dividin’ the odds
know n-ggas in my hood stuffed crush in them pies (yeah)
it’s never all good, n-ggas tryna survive (yuh)
sh-t, i never lie, brought trouble when i arrived
the beginning of yo’ end, say h-llo to your goodbyes (yo)

[verse 2]
you can’t deny if you was shown otherwise (you was)
would you thought i was lyin’ when i was jottin’ my lines? (nah)
please, spare me the banter (please), no rims on the phantom (at all)
and i don’t have a rolls (i don’t), that sh-t just sounded cold (it did)
i was given this gift of gab, and this sh-t is gold (brazy)
we go get it, it never last, so we takin’ more (take it)
i’m so pass go (i am), no monopoly
n-ggas got plans of stoppin’ me, probably ’cause they not hot as me (go)
i don’t, but honestly i’m the best, modestly
sh-t come casual, pair of wallabees, follow me (follow me)
i used to be that scuffle type (i did)
then mama had to keep me outta trouble, right? (i love you)
fall off, sh-t, i wish i might

- ferris blusa machacha

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