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letra de catacombs - flacoprince

[chorus]
all the way up, and you tryna block me from the way
and that’s facts, n-gga
competition taken place in the catacombs late
and i’m ghost, n-gga
john wick’n mode, and i’m wicked with handing these fades
with no fade, n-gga
always be hearing you ok, but no hey, i’m great
i’m near l, n-gga

[verse 1]
i need a corpse bride, i need a coors light
but with no heart, then my coors light
but i’m a man of god so my core’s bright
i’m an old soul, i already took a bite
i’m in the indoor they in the outdoor
i hear the side door, to the front door and the back door
to the left hall, down the right hall, hear the echo like a mall
i’m a prophet, tell the future lately
what’s the point of rapping this part
sh-t my attitudes built like piccolo, goku stand back, and don’t start
so y’all sayin “this is simulation
but create formations, life is automatic”
man no wonder why the universe is tragic
all these glitches and b-tches want status
yeah i’m dissin’ these ghosts they want static
took a trip to combs, from the attic
darth vader had the high ground, now it’s luke
reversing the story, no we switch to me to you
i’m done with helping, lovey and dovy, and the support
i’m outstanding b-tches i’m a
scarecrow, so none of these b-tches ever come
i been grinding hard, like i’m gettin d1’s, now you doing reruns

[verse 2]
so the point of this song was to talk about
a shootout in the catacombs, like john wick
but i don’t gun talk
the strength of my knowledge is my weapon
it feel like every song i wrote, my confessions
my pops look at me like i got no profession
but my passion is talkin’ exceptional
because i’m an intellect
so i disinfect, all the disrespect you see
waking up, waking up
all of this bullsh-t can’t cope enough
through the day, through the day
all of this bullsh-t won’t cope enough
sun is down, sun is down
reflect onto this in a new dimension
sun is up, sun is up
my d-ck outta tommy’s, her ass obsessive
she flo-ride my tip, and it’s heading southern
her head down my tummy like i’m a mother
i feel like i’m stanley, girl did i stutter
i told her go deeper, she under covers
i’m under cover, and i’m on a mission
hey listen, lil mrs, ‘n i give her kiss and then i place in her place
i don’t need a degree
before you say it all my songs are breaking degrees
and they wouldn’t believe
they wouldn’t listen
i wish a vacation in h-ll
to battle an army of demons
and beat ’em, and make an agreement wit lucy
and you will see, what a challenge it is tryna balance your purity

- flacoprince

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