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letra de hidden machine 05 (prayer for yasiin) - ​i. the cool

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i speak my peace, too many gestures/
not enough effort, shaking my head/
doubting my flesh, crouching instead/
there’s days where i’m better off dead/
then i pick up the lead and let it out of my head/

ink blots, mc’s get stuck when their rings pop/
chain and a watch, we train and we watch/
it rains and it stops, it pains and it rots/
the hearts the source of the art/
the horse and the cart/
the force and the start/
they forcing a shot/
i’m forcing a block/
watching the clock/
plans for other hands/
on the other hand/
nothing moves quicker than the little man/
quicksand, hyperbolic pillars/
i don’t waste time with shippuden fillers/
the plot thickens, plot armoured writtens/
i been said i’m on a mission, very few listen/
when their destiny calls/
screening/
if i decline i’m on the line/
if i recline i’m on the sign/
watching, weighing my options/
i’m just a moment, the opponent/
component, controlling/
consoling, the chosen/
condoning, the golden/
voice, this sk!ll wasn’t by choice/
a sliver of silver spread through the noise/
hidden machine, a written vaccine/
the cure is in the couldn’t/
you probably should but you shouldn’t/
don’t mistake shenron’s flem for kaioken/
anakin’s breathe for kylo ren/
itachi’s tears, as shisui’s fear/
the crowd cheers for chandeliers/
i’ll flash the way/
convert words to hertz any day/
sticks and stones/
bricks and drones/
attack of the clones/
a jedi out of jeddah/
more electrifying than a tesla/
more electric flying than a specter/
on the loose, cooler than a canada goose on a june afternoon/
hotter than a june afternoon with a canada goose/
both sides work, the secret of words/
think twice, i learned how to add so my rhyming is nice/
hidden machine, prayer for yasiin/
may we stay on our deen forever, ameen/
i speak my peace, too many gestures/
not enough effort, shaking my head/
doubting my flesh, crouching instead/
there’s days where i’m better off dead/
then i pick up the lead and let it out of my head/

speak my peace, too many gestures/
not enough effort, shaking my head/
doubting my flesh, crouching instead/
there’s days where i’m better off alive/
so i do everything when i strive.. uh like../

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