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letra de no bedtime stories - free-d

[verse 1: free d]
now we’re ready to pay the price to go to paradise
media occur mediocre pair of lies sh-t left me paralised
after all n0body’s perfect on the surface of this earth
even god sleep with satin, no one deserve to get his desert
i keep fronting backstabbers and k!llin’ wack rappers
f-ck the bag chapter of my life but still is the best backpacker
i keep thinkin’ in my sleep “one day no one could reach ya
i’m too hot for a fever i lettin’ these mc’s dead like the reaper
same for the mic’s, props now i’m like the ferguson cops
the rhyme is non stop we’re holdin’ it down ’till the beat drops
i spit mo’ than if i beat box it’s in my gene like my cojones
i rocks on the corners, your death gon’ bring the coroners, uh
ask my wallet i want change but i only find non sense
it’s constant, self conscious but still can’t reach my conscience
i can’t stand it but never stumble, ready for rumble
funny how the ground is ice that crumbles in this concrete jungle

[hook: free d]
when my head rhyme, f-ck my bed time
you know we blowing loud like a tech nine
they take my technique so respect mine
when you hear a track with me well expect lines

[verse 2: abstract ninjaa]
i’m the, most issued steam n-gga a b-tch as ever met
and when i come around you start to get a little upset
you wanna fight me don’t you? weak n-ggas better watch out
ain’t ready for the heavy weight bout
and for your fan trynna jump in better rethink their strategy
i bomb on their on their -ss and start an iroshima tragedy
imagine the king ninjaa the first, sn-tch your mom purse
curse adverse, voodoo seafood ride in a he-rs-
he said well you do, ninjaa son
talking like yoda as if i was obi wann
but i don’t carry guns but if i did i’d put it to your face like han solo
cl1ck clack pew, now your baby is dolo
hard to eat souls, i’ve been kicking up with darth maul
sick of you rappers cause all you do is play the f-cking role
and f-ck anybody who said they don’t like me
that’s like jar jar binks selling propane and propane accessories
it’s not happenin’

[chorus]
when my head rhyme, f-ck my bed time
you know we blowing loud like a tech nine
they take my technique so respect mine
when you hear a track with me well expect lines

[verse 3: free d]
in front of the bullets and still alive, i’m a veteran
f-ck being a betterman i gonna turn you down like the letter n
i’m looking for the profit and ion wanna find buddha
i got deeper flows with my scuba, nuke ya like cuba
shots fired like i’m a trooper but f-ck that i’m a ruler
that’s the reason that makes my lines so applied to ya
kick like a spartan, spits like a martian, y’all sleeping on me i’m so tired
can’t go higher, i drop fire like ghostrider
f-ck ghost writters i’m behind my own bars, alone in my cell
on the throne in my h-ll, don’t give a f-ck about a loan for my sales
we can’t just like evolution we always want the vine, no horizon
take cover cause attacks concern the whole nation like verizon
the sheeps often wear wolf’s clothing even tho he knows nothing
n0body need to be orphan but street’s offerin’ a parent in a coffin
i spit about violence but most of time i rather hear violins
cause sometimes the best guidance for music can be silence, no lyin’

[hook: free d]
when my head rhyme, f-ck my bed time
you know we blowing loud like a tech nine
they take my technique so respect mine
when you hear a track with me well expect lines

- free d

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