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letra de 100 bars pt. 4 - j. monty

[verse 1]
get the pen and pad ’cause this is gettin’ m-ssive
diggin’ in the [?] for different intergalactic
infinite lasting lyrics with the p-ssion
gettin’ sick of rappers spittin’ big disasters
kids is listening backwards
kicked it with my pastor
insisted this is just indicative of rapture
big conviction lacking, sippin’ livin’ lavish
instrumental for dinner no intermittent fasting
this is gettin’ tragic if you mix and match your sentences
with clash with sentiments you have
this is big atlanta, this ain’t simple math
this is kendrick, triple stacks and mr. mathers
ceilings gettin’ cracked, the buildings split in half
the villains feel attacked with healing when i rap
the syllables intact, i’m reeling in the back
i’m sitting in the back, you witnessing the blap

[verse 2]
ok, they actin’ like my god ain’t ruler
the law ain’t true, or my hallelujah won’t knock a blockade or top eight shooters
and dogface troopers that’ll send you up to yahweh sooner
ain’t gotta talk, but when it drop it’ll stop their rumors
the beat disgusting, i eat the subject
free concussion, lead to deep discussion
we compete in public, people see and love it
demons peep and reaping from it, made it out the streets where evil jumpin’
dealing dope no repercussion
k!ll the drums and bring ’em back that’s a re-percussion
jesus coming, see the son of man, make a paraplegic do the running man
you can keep the money, ain’t freedom from it
i got freezer lunches, they said he was thuggin’ with a blunt in hand
the reaper coming, desert eagle bussin’
ain’t no cheatin’, just a heart that’s bleeding pumping for the upper plan, run it then

[break]
stop talkin’ ’bout jesus monty, then you’ll prevail
trust me, i’m your friend, i don’t wanna see you fail
i would die for what i’m speakin’ ’bout let me show you why
hop in my ’92 regal let’s go to the southside

[verse 3]
ayy, we came to beat out the ride
we like to fly, they can’t keep me out the sky
we came to weed out the lie, the heat out to lie
sweatin’ ’cause he ’bout to die
who’s paying you to play the fool, who made the rules up and taught you to stay in school
fiending to meet the world like topanga’s boo’s neighbor do, i ain’t amused
we ain’t had the bread of life [?] to plate is full
we’ve been actin’ like the only source of h-ll is sitting in satan’s shoes, we play it cool
while the enemy making moves on the symphony, playing tunes on the script and the breaking news
on the [?] on the syllables makin’ room
no, my skin can’t be monetized, if he wasn’t k!lled on the cross we die
that’s a heathcliff, type of steep cliff
when you see the bill, know the cost be high
i mix the melodies with metaphors for elohim to peddle dreams to ecuador
i hopped off the south atlanta steps and porch just to mix up your repertoire
all these rappers degenerous, ellen sorta
my lyrics more heavy then stegosaurus
i’ma new creature like metamorphosis
i hopped in the matrix i met a morpheus
you see the fans loving, xan’ pop with hands up, don’t you settle for it
that’s what the plan was to can us and hand us to the devil’s poison
wait, in atlanta, they don’t ask for [?], they strap from knee up
might get badly beat up, or smoke they brought like some cali reefer
that’s why you hear so much p-ssion because
it happened to me once, head split open cracked in the back of [?] truck
i said “momma, don’t cry on me,” she said “baby, don’t you die on my boy”
y’all might wonder why i fight for the lord
half of y’all ain’t seen revival before
i’ma partner, see me light up with joy
i looked to heaven and decided to pour
my infinite right hand restored
love your smoke but rock [?]
redefined the feeble mind, to feed the idol, be the light, we need the light, we need to fight cause
people dying, evil times in here
we’ve been fighting for equal rights in here
we feed the lie and leave the [?] to snare
we got needles, pipes and he ain’t fighting fair
we got the teasin’ line while we reciting prayer
one day we’ll see the righteous look
it’s something different inside of me giving me light in this wicked economy tell my people be livin’ in poverty
they rippin’ the policies, stripping the profit to k!ll us and conquer, i know we hurt but we been livin’ in prophecy
i sit in the dark, been pennin’ my thoughts and rippin’ apart every army that the enemy shot at me
i’m picking apart every ent-ty and filling with imminent lyrical slaughter until they fearin’ my father i gotta

[bridge]
though the rain keeps falling, though the sun ain’t shining
something told me we will see him, we will see the lord
though the rain keeps falling, though the sun ain’t shining
something told me we will see him, we will see the lord

[verse 4]
if you a doctor, a shooter, a politic spewer, an entrepreneur
a model in school or your options are fewer
the sovereign ruler locked you into his palm and his view
his promise is true he’s a father to you, an obstacle mover
good god so mighty he gon’ spot me like a college recruiter
turn your pile of manure to a valuable cure
his house is secure when i’m down and unsure, of how to endure
whether abounding or poor, he’s astoundingly pure
i’ve been bought with the red, had two glocks to my head
could have been lost and been dead, i talked to god in my bed woke up and saw what his prophecy said your knowledge is dead
can’t convince he ain’t forgive me on that cross where he bled
so we gon’ pop it off, from the hood to the parking lot, been too good to be callin’ off
are we lookin’ for god at all? when too many have fallen down ’cause we not involved
he been too great to be quiet, it’s too much pain to be silent (oh yeah)
it’s too much rain to be dryin’, it’s too much pain, too much dyin’ (oh yeah)
ain’t no reason we’ve allowed it, we can see and read about it, we can even be about it
jesus, jesus, we can shout it, seen believers be deleted in the guillotine about it
i’m just trying to put my father at the top, i’m just trying to get my partners off the block
one day we gon’ have a party that’s gon’ last forever like we never ever seen a clock
’til the day i die, i’m a rebel for the one up in the sky
i’ma take it to levels they can never try
i’ma do whatever just to k!ll the lie
edify, tell if i, set aside, devil die, i’ma ride
blow the trumpet and cry
i’ma meet him on the day he arrive
they can’t shoot me down i’m up way too high

[outro]
(oh, oh, oh)
though the rain keeps falling (oh, oh, oh), though the sun ain’t shining (oh, oh, oh)
something told me we will see him (we will see), we will see the lord (fall to my knees)
though the rain keeps falling (hold on to jesus), though the sun ain’t shining (don’t you believe that?)
something told me we will see him (we will see), we will see the lord
woah, woah
sing we will see the lord

- j monty

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