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letra de powerful exclusion - foreignblood

[verse 1] (foreignblood)
to be honest, i’ve always been an outcast
thrown out fast
always chosen last
looked past
it’s hurt me man
no matter, my fury’s been stashed
life like a broken gl-ss
my life so sharp it’ll cut your cr-ss
whooo!
i’m sick of the pinheads
wish i had some pain meds
i’m part mexican, take this feds!
t’ill y’all can give me some honest raps i’m going to bed
you come from the hood?
hmmm… winner winner chicken dinner
i grew up with my best friends always high on paint thinner
i’m feeling way grimmer
oh, you got me started now
i’m on a roll now
my mexican people doing all the work for your country
and you still trying to kick them out?! (whut?)

[chorus] (dravin jesberger)
i’m from the hood
screw the city
i don’t belong
it’s not for me
i’m an outcast
(i’m an out cast)
i don’t belong
i’m a n-body
them people crazy
i’m so high
can’t mess with n-body
rolling in the hood
rolling with mexican friends with no food
no matter what may happen our lives have had their struggles, tool
the fact that life in one place stinks means the world has issues
means that another place can also feel the pain
means we can both feel for each other and the pain we’re issued

[verse 2] (dravin jesberger)
i’m an outsider
from wesley chapel
never picked first
man i’m always last
wasn’t fast
thought i could sit around
watch time go by
thought it was fast
man the past is slow
trying to walk on the bright side
but the lights out
i’m in the dark
its lonely
i’m afraid
light one up
just to ease the pain
i don’t belong
screw it
light one roach up
just wanna f-ckin’ leave
go to another world
i don’t belong in the city
ant how i roll, yeah
i grew up in the hood
the west side
the best side

[verse 3] (foreignblood)
i had a guy diss me once
calling my rapping “lame publicity stunts”
you try to diss me again ima eat you for lunch
your sk!lls against mine?
i’m fairly ahead of you, it’s a lot of numbers, let’s crunch
you try to bonk me?
here i’m staying
these rhymes i’m slaying
you better start praying
cause i told you ima get it
don’t you ever go forget it
rap’s a punching bag ima hit it
my life’s story ima knit it
i caught your weakness you were p-ssing
i find it rather fitting
they gon’ find rap’s corpse in the kitchen
ima step up claim the blame yellin’ out i did it!
ima crack
your back
guess what
bane’s back
i’m stacked
power maxed
you took a nap
i wrecked your cr-p
watch your mouth before you open them flaps
i got the rap hacks
feel like i’m goin’ on a power pack
oh, you wanna have a fight for rap
you want to go around starting that
foolish gnat
i got everything you lack
for this rhymin’ i got a knack
but here’s the deal
here’s what’s real
with you
you lose
i’m through
me and dravin destroying everything you do!

[chorus]
i’m from the hood
screw the city
i don’t belong
it’s not for me
i’m an outcast
(i’m an out cast)
i don’t belong
i’m a n-body
them people crazy
i’m so high
can’t mess with n-body
rolling in the hood
rolling with mexican friends with no food
no matter what may happen our lives have had their struggles, tool
the fact that life in one place stinks means the world has issues
means that another place can also feel the pain
means we can both feel for each other and the pain we’re issued

- foreignblood

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