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letra de sad rap criminal - j. monty

[verse]
yeah
come with me, run with me
i’m up at three scrummaging through another beat
to float like a b-tterfly, sting like a b-tterfree
y’all blow with the wind, some tumble weeds
i don’t blow with the wind, i blow when he win, that’s humbling
spit mo’ crack then humpity dumpity, my company trill
the summary’s still “suffer or k!ll” it’s ugly
on southside, they steal subtly
leave yo body suddenly slumped, pepè le pew, son of a skunk
you see me weeping cause we treat jesus like he a genie
i seek the tree where he freed the sheep you know he complete me
yo demons creepy be leaving me with the heebie jeebies
we see the steamy egregious beast he on frequent tv
he comes in various forms, the scariest storms leaving marriages torn, he very informed
everyday we getting buried or born he’s there at your door with a valyrian sword
i’m declaring the lord will carry us on
it’s crazy he ain’t very understood with all the sin he had to carry under wood
cross on his back, he offered us love
we ain’t offer it back, we just mock and attack then fall in the trap of derailed humans, with seat belts loosened who need help chewing
i revamp truth like i’m c.s. lewis
that’s narnia, nineveh, pardon my trivia
god is my witness, i fall to my chin when the father is in just to tremble at his tibias
attack that syllable, with a back-pack minimal
get a hashtag k!llin you
got a fat gat packed for a bad tactical sad rap criminal
the clap-back critical get a trash bag sent to you
evicting sin like it’s half-past 10 on the 5th of june and rent is due
i’m a lab rat miracle
i laugh at intervals
youuu got a snack-pack napsack ritual
i will “bombs over baghdad” any dude
got no time for you squidward tentacle monsters
interview stalkers “picking apart my every sentence” department
with all that sin inside yo living room closet
still got the nerve to send me an audit
i’ma christian but i’m falling
tryna finish what he started with a penny to my wallet
had to get it from the bottom
i’ma k!ll it, i’ma call it (sho’ nuff’)
need a lighter, free the freedom fighter (uh huh)
reignite the weakest fire, we inspire
reaching three and higher seek messiah, leave the liar
they know i’m next but don’t wanna “release the heir” like a leaking tire
my leisure time is spent redefining reason
rhyme or reason?
i’m the reason rhyme is even kinda reaching guys, and freeing minds that need the light
you see the signs that lead to life
read my lines or get realigned
might flex but not for show
i wreck the lobby though
i test the proper flow
til’ you digest the audible
if you come from the conundrum where the guns drum then you oughta know
we love bumpin’ every dunn dunn da da dunn dunn that was shawty lo
the next 10-second inception organized
i implore your mind homie don’t ignore the signs
this is for the- (uh) fortified, foreign guys
let me open up a portal in your mortal mind
i was born in ’91 before the “heavy d’s”
teleported back to ’72 and ’73
my name is the first hip-hop melody
i carry the core hip-hop recipe

[outro]
jehovah, yeah
jehovah, yeah
jehovah, yeah
jehovah, yeah
jehovah, yeah
jehovah, yeah
jehovah (yeah, ooh, wah, ah, oh, ah, oh)

- j monty

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