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letra de steppin in - ghost status

i spit so different
stinking of belligerence
wanna give em deliverence
but i hold my silence
in those lonely nights had n-body took weed as my wife
stressing out facing life
orange shirt on the light
shirt on my head holding my braids tight
light through the shirt casting a red light
still the joints did burn
blue steel, never thought tables would turn
old demons greet the rebels return
like solomon, my temple did burn
fire to the fuel wasn’t the first option
the life of a thug no caution
the knife or the slug seems out of proportion
but so is life, whimsical at best
mystical’s the quest
nirvana’s the destination of life’s express

steppin in steppin out i wish it was that easy
steppin in steppin out i wish it would appease me
in love with the game caught up in a tangle
see the flame flicker on the candle
battle with self is one battle you can’t handle
steppin in steppin out i wish it was that easy
steppin in steppin out i wish it would appease me
steppin in steppin out steppin in steppin out
steppin in steppin out

n-body knows the full truth
and no plan is foolproof
no plan a and b see it through to z
ain’t nothing special in who we be
unless you factor in the factors
shine the light compare us with the actors
retract your words retrace your steps backwards
cuz’ reality stands a league apart
how don’t they know there is no place for a weak heart
have the dream pursue that vision
take it slow don’t live with the wrong decision
let me get in your mind make that incision
so you never give up your ambition
in the dark you can envision every single ray
have heart scheme and plot every single day
get the pay off take the day off
roll the rocket and take off

they say it’s lyrical
we play it physical
47′ style is mystical
i got it figured down to the syllable
if you followed your thoughts you’d be labelled a criminal
the competition is way too typical
with no sick visuals
so we grinding making liquor and weed our ritual
thinking if music is religion is the soul still spiritual
real recognize if it hits you the respect is mutual
anyway step away from the usual
make the choice that’s suitable
so you stand with me or you stand with them
what you see is pretend
what’s a friend
ask the condemned
cuz it all depends on what’s to gain whats to lose
words hold no weight homie its time to prove

- ghost status

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