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letra de lost tribe - ismael sankara

[hook]
you think you king in the streets
you think you got it on lock
swear you blowing up the spot
let me take him to the church

[verse 1]
i put voodoo in a my verse, don’t it sound crazy
haters talk sl!ck but the sh-t don’t faze me
wake up in the morning, hear the money calling
i’m fresh off the jet, swagger on foreign
i get hungry by the minute, let the time flow
watch your mouth boy, i got a crocodile flow
hit you where it hurts, now you need a nurse
red dirt on my nikes, red stains on your shirt
i pick him up, send him to the witch doctor
oh you must have forgot…i’m the witch doctor
i sip vodka, roll kush and think proper
and i still got faith like big poppa
you wanna know the ritual? get bread
i spit truth like a preacher in a death bed
so you better stay humble
‘cause a gangsta in the city is a p-ssy in a jungle

[hook]

[verse 2]
you follow wise words from a lame chief
floor seats at the game like my name heat
you at the mall feeling like you got your cake up
i walk past and make you feel like your chain cheap
shut your mouth, let me and your dame speak
i don’t even talk i just let my name speak
sankara, i’m only rolling 8-deep
and it’s my birthday twice in the same week
i’m the chief of the lost tribe, you feel it?
i step into the booth with that shaka zulu spirit
and watch me k!ll ‘em with a strong verse
now he looking like he stepped into the wrong church
you think you fresh cause you wearing ice
slip up and we sending you to paradise
n-ggas wanna push us under for some bragging rights
but tonight you the sacrifice…

[hook]

- ismael sankara

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