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letra de insomnia - j-kruga

verse 1 (j-kruga):
say f-ck y’all n-ggas except my n-ggas
always murder beats but we never say we k!llas
mission to make a difference, to be the best in existence
once you gettin’ digits, your -ss they be kissin’
f-ck a fake friend, where your real friends at
say real rap when a n-gga spittin’ crack
y’all addicted to a n-gga spittin’, cuz a n-gga gifted
always gettin’ lifted, goin to the top like gravity shifted
they always ask why we smoke, why we always toke
let me show you the ropes
of a world you can’t provoke
where a n-gga’s always broke
life’s no joke, and there’s no time to mope
time to get our grind, time to get mine
don’t talk sh-t in the presence of the divine
don’t talk sh-t to a n-gga ’bout to shine
’bout to get in the game and decline their spine
insomnia, can’t sleep on me
kruga too nice when he get on the beat
drop the beat, put a n-gga on his feet
gimme pen and a sheet, cuz you know i write the heat
not miami, n-gga tryna get a grammy
blowin’ up, pakistani, y’all some b-tches like a tammy
like brown done switched from black to white d-ck
not talking sh-t, just stick to my on the real clique
hold up wait a minute, lemme back track
let me catch my breath, tell these haters stand back
so you know when i get on the track
i make the beat collapse like a f-ckin’ heart attack
it’s j-k-r-u-g-a
otr music, play n-ggas like 2k
try to save the game, but it’s already too late
some of y’all two faced, k!ll the game without a trace

verse 2 (max hammer):
made sure that this sh-t would go out with a boom
the speakers is breakin’, we shakin’ the room
the b-ss lift ’em up and i lay them to rest
recordin’ i’m jordan, you pippen at best
he said i was jealous, i sh-t on his catalog
run that sh-t back and put that in your datalog
music contortionist, lyric abortionist
all since i came out my sh-ll on some tortoise sh-t
insomnia, can’t sleep on me
can’t sleep on kruga, can’t sleep on reap
that’s on the real, can’t sleep on we
we underground and you underneath
i’m up in the trees with the birds an the bees
we all trickle down eventually
nightmares and dreams ain’t no different to me
so am i awake, or am i asleep?

i’m trapped in my conscience alone
i’m feelin’ at home in my zone, oh
i’m sittin’ up high, but keepin’ that sh-t on the low
this isn’t reality though
or so it seems, my dreams as real as can be
i’m sittin’ with pharaohs and kings i think
but thoughts in my head be kidnappin’ my sleep
only to stare at the ceilin’ and lay on my sheets

peace

- j kruga

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