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letra de lucid dreams - gq409

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[hook]
don’t f-ck with me

[verse 1]
lucid dreams, i swear to you imma make it big
doubts in my mind thank god i’m replacing it
eyes wide shut, memories i’m erasing it
isn’t it ironic that i’m tripping and i’m lacing it?

every lap’s a sprint but i’m pacing it
constantly chasing it
underdog my whole life, i’m finally embracing it
demons in my past, and i’m facing it
trynna find my place in it

trapped in my conscience, searching for the exit
thoughts kinda scattered think i might be dyslexic
billionaire dreams but my pockets anorexic
and i still feel the need to be accepted

i need a deal in the worst way
all i wanna do is make a mil on a thursday
build me a mansion in the trill that’s my birthplace
eyes closed wishing on birthdays, the worst days

have you ever seen a black and white rainbow?
set the world on fire just to watch the f-cking flame glow…
and you mother f-ckers better grab a rain coat….
cuz you bout to get the show that you came for

tell my momma no more 12’s in the hospital
kevin garnett i’m screaming anything is possible!
i am unstoppable
i am unstoppable!
running through the obstacles
success isn’t optional

[hook]

[verse 2]
honestly this is just a flow of consciousness
funny how they love you but n0body wanna sponsor this
claim they on the team, look how short the f-cking roster is…
and there’s always a judas watching us

a mile in my shoes might set your soles in fire
tip toe the inferno in trousers of a liar
ashes to ashes, still searching for a lighter
destined to be a child screaming i’m a survivor

pen flowing w/ blood ink of the many martyrs
cowardice fallacies, they sacrificing their daughters
soulless mother f-ckers and we mistake em for fathers
maybe i’ll call it calamityville horror

funny thing when a lucid dream’s a nightmare
knife behind your back but you’re screaming for me to fight fair
bring the sh-t to your front door then you might care
mother f-cker i’m right here!

young syllable criminal no subliminals
verbally murder you my shots are metaphysical
contract k!ller, my reasons simply political
antisocial and my condition is critical

are you n-ggas supposed to be compet-tion?
just mention my name i’d you’re looking for opposition
constantly fighting satan refusing his proposition
only god and my shadow will understand my position

[hook]

- gq409

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