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letra de my dojo - hippy soul

verse one (idi aah que)
idi ‘a’ que, idi ‘a’ min, don’t do this rap sh-t to heal self-esteem know what that mean, know who i am shout out to lito i’m bout to go ham, he gave me advice, said make it your life and just stick to the plan, beware of itachis who keeling they clan, hot as sirachi i feel like the man, girl use it too when she cook in the pan, i love my boo i’m so stuck on them trans, les, nguyens, so viet kong, chi chi be with me like mikusa kun, smoking on backwoods them big t-tan blunts, kick it like punt, pepe le pew, purp og skunk, yo sh-t ain good less i stuck in a slump, this sh-t so memphis don’t you feel that b-mp, this sh-t so memphis, we taking back crunk, this sh-t so memphis yo girl gone be grilling while snapping and playing this sh-t out her trunk.. and flashing your pump, dixie homes taught me never to fear, mitch-ll heights taught me vision is clear, can’t forget klondike, and frayser and raleigh just so dalair hear it and might shed a tear, this b.b. king this why i sing, this is the blues, crips and pirus, this for the kids who ain followed rules, this for the kids who got kicked out them schools, this sh-t is golden, this sh-t is potent, this for the artists who had to be martyrs for elvis and had all their artistry stolen, n-gg- this is the moment

aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye…

chorus:
i’m on a bizarre adventure i feel like i’m jojo im jojo im jojo im jojo, we got the whole city rocking that logo that logo that logo that logo that logo, cleaning up house like i’m mopping the flow though the flow though the flow though the flow though the flow though, kick off your shoes before you step in my dojo my dojo my dojo my dojo my dojo! (x2)

verse two (teco):
i’m the first black american dragon, legendary -ss-ssin i got various p-ssions, i’ve adapted to digging for gold with my bare hands, ion need a shovel to bury the hatchets, ima hustle thru the struggle and make it look magic, put a muzzle on this brother i swear he’s a savage, bout to heat up the game like i’m roy mustang flame on til i’m swimming in puddles of ashes, i swear i see the vision, i know sometimes they think i be forgetting, just cause they started with you don’t mean they’ll complete the mission, keep yo head down, stay focused and be persistent, they don’t believe in yo dream til its 3 dimension, you gotta make it happen on yo own time, no ghostwriter cause i write my own lines, my mama told me to never lose faith in god, he may not come when you want em but he always be on time

repeat chorus (x1)

- hippy soul

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