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letra de this world is just an illusion - haas spitta

“it’s just different”

[verse 1]
the rhythm is a gift not all are born with
so when i rap with the unique technique it’s a natural knack
i’m finna jack back with a backpack
and a microphone from the mayans
and i might just hand it to
any n-gga that can spit uncanny too
i come raw now they over-processed and mechanical
this flood of knowledge, will short circuit and damage you
i just do it for the joy then rejoice like a tuscan, with a seed in a crunch time
then i jump back with a can of 2 glocks and a tomb for
any wack cat taking bites out my c-sserole
i’m tryna build my castle, too, large for ya avenue
cause i’m hyped like the eve of eid in the capital of iran
with the taliban bout to conquer you
i know that’s wicked but i’m so, peaceful with the essence dude
enough verbal sk!ll to, choke up hitler and free every jew, this
soft spoken like a kiss to the cheek but that’s no fake love like judas
they eradicate truth like, jedis
they about to find out that they slept on the smoothest
so this smooth talk, could
try to sleep with hip-hop but the realist female gon’ see right through it
but i could leave ya in bed reminiscing ‘bout my mic and a knife tied to it
hold up that’s too ruthless
i gotta regret never revenge and forgive like a buddhist
this money keep callin’ but it don’t leave a message
so i guess you can even cop me bootleg!

[hook]
my mother lacks the faith in me
i think that’s craziness to me
don’t know what rappin’ means to me
this life is just a big dream
so when you wake and you’ll see
you’ll know exactly what i mean
so don’t you fear death this world is just an illusion
my father don’t know what to think
maybe should go and see a shrink
but this is place of my birth
surly someday i will return
only this time accountable
only this time accountable
so don’t you fear death this world is just an illusion

[verse 2]
my broken ideas were startin’ to go to waste then
somethin’ snapped and i’m feelin’ as surge of synapses inside my brain
these words startin’ to flow and correlate and i’m finally awake from hibernation
don’t think i was in a slump this is the end of the hunch
so my breakthrough moves closer
than children glued to the tv during the super bowl or
tensions on west bank border
rich kid could never afford the pain k!llers to heal forgotten lines
that’s a break up with my rhymes like sediments
no sentiments when i rap you are all my brethren
and i’m here to represent the whole globe
my slobber will flow from cincinnati
cross seas to the mountains of paki where the white man breeds terrorist
these drone blasts are amounting to death you ain’t counting
america showed me how to spit terror and tear up the track
let my voice carry their revenge on the back of elephants
you elementary with rhymes while i penetrate times like
john lennon on letterman
my name can’t even get me past airport security
but my verse is, fly enough to end all the scrutiny
i lift off and i’m, sly enough to
sneak past the gates of heaven ‘cause that’s where the cure should be
but the peace makers will never make it so they won’t let us in
they judgin’ the contents in my heart by the concentration of melanin in my skin
then they ask me “haas why you mellow then?”
i tell ‘em i see these humans that, fell apart ‘cause you brainwash infants
in a world of dark and light that you set us in
your crooked incentives are not the medicine
my voice is, adrenaline for beliefs you entice
if not applied to life your whole world is irrelevant

[hook]

[inception excerpt]
the dream has become their reality
who are you to say otherwise sir?

- haas spitta

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