letra de ready to die - flapjack
seasons change, everybody wants to range, that’s normal
i’m transforming into the liquid
form now, ej-cul-ting new sounds
i create some new styles but i be losing anyhow, cuz the sin’s the virtue, hatred’s the virtue
i can’t find my direction
have a sip for the better times take a breathe for the best times (have a sip for my rhymes, buddy) don’t you breathe for a minute ’till your soul could fly after god let’s you die, man! give a lord a
pistol
i’m making a pit stop, my god is my witness, sounds we’re playin’ make
sh-t decayin’ but well
i got lesson to bring up your, your oughta receive’em alright
you keep dreamin’. that’s watcha do when you roll…
you’re just dreamin’ you have to correct it, or you gonna be
infected, rejected, hope to be resurrected soon let it burn
no more lessons to learn, so
beware for a blast, think ’bout finishin’ your game on the right time – i’ll have
a sip for the better times, here comes the paradise – kinda magic dice
… and don’t be worried –
it’s better to be ready to die in every moment of your godd-mn
life. it’s better to ready to die
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- taches › letra de eat your friends - tâches
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