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letra de the vent - foster & the pranksters

(verse)
who you know with a flow like this, it’s so vicious
a born mystic, roll over for no critic
culture downshifting, music is so timid
lot of n-ggas they told yall would blow, didn’t
models is outdated, internet saturated
the price paid is real n-ggas that haven’t made it
y’all scrunch up ya face like “why i never heard of him?”
six corporations own media, that’s the worst of it
best case scenario, give it away for free
get ’em to cut a check for exclusivity
if you read between the lines you can see the tides turnin
i say its the truth, yall say its just my version
this is the vibe, this is the vibe, i guess i didn’t
remind em, show some respect, it’s been on my mind
ain’t enough to say i’m hittin my stride, f-ck that
i climbed the stairway to heaven, now i’m kissin the sky
lotta rappers still livin a lie, claimin it’s all for the
music, you lucky if i dont spit in ya eye
i’m disgusted, past the point of discussion, all the finger pointin
witch huntin, back to the dungeon cuz yall buggin
i’m a mad scientist, influenced by my environments
jukeboxes and a few criminals that inspired this
god bless the dead and the n-ggas thats locked up
god help the rest of us, look what we got us
god bless the dead and the n-ggas thats locked up
god help the rest of us look what we got us
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god help the rest of us look what we got us

(chorus)
pardon my ego, pardon my tone of disrespect
pardon my confidence, pardon me if i’m unimpressed
…but this is just the vent
pardon my honesty, its not politically correct
pardon the static, pardon me if there’s a disconnect
…but this is just the vent

(verse)
bad taste in my mouth like black licorice
tell ’em it ain’t sweet, it get mistaken for bitterness
i don’t compromise or prophesy, i watch the signs
of knowledge disguised to blind us in modern times
the system is not designed for nothing but selling lies
remember the revolution will never be televised
don’t watch the throne, history on your blindside
the pulse of the culture don’t coincide with the limelight
politics as usual but i promise it’s mutual
whatever your award shows for, it’s not musical
except the tony but you don’t strike me as a soprano
least with tony soprano you always know where you stand though
i feel the propaganda startin’ to get out of hand though
they tapdancing, got better chances lookin’ like sambo
rappers come and go, believe me i got some ammo
skeletons in the closet, exposed like marlon brando
bodies behind curtains that keep your eyes on the circus
misdirected questions that keep your mind on the surface
and you only correct if your answer quite expected
consequences of programming and standardized testin’
y’all regurgitate it, i reverberate the earth in language
translate verses from meditation once you learn the basics
are we channeling higher frequencies? maybe so
won’t be long now before we k!ll the radio

- foster the pranksters

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