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letra de orenda - jackin' iv beats

[verse 1: orenda]
how can hip hop be dead
if wu-tang is forever
i got crew to help with an endeavor
like if i run into sunlight
while holding my glock on my side
shot a few rappers that didn’t ride
even though i consider myself a sacrifice
just to show kids they ain’t the only ones who up at night
cudi, wanna come along for the ride
cause i’m jackin for beats
there ain’t no love for you out on these streets
sat around blitzed on the bat
woke up this morning after what i thought was a hectic night
but promptly out realized that
it was all a dream, i used to read word up magazine
until 2012 hit us like the mayan
so much moving back to forth i need some dramamine
got it at cvs, caretaker i’m buyin’
cashier has her weave flippin’
got a girl at home boy she trippin’
after i told her
i only call you when its half past five
you make me feel so alive
kicked me outta the house and slammed the door
now in cruisin down the street in my 64
thinking about who’ll be my next wife
who’ll be the next to breathe life
into an emotionally dying man
go to ihop and i deman’
t-bone steak cheesy eggs and welch’s grape
now i know if i head to school
i’ll be walking into a cloud of vape
so i ditch, try to becoming rich, then i’m cool
head out to east brockton to the booth
o to the r-uh-e-n-d-a , how did you and i meet
in front of lil peach, fighting in the street
my mentality tearing me up inside
one side don’t wanna kill ya and bear the ride
to the jailhouse but then again
i got this killa up inside of me
i can’t talk to my mother so i talk to my diary
i get up daily look in the mirror and
i am starting with the man in the mirror
i’m watching everyone sink in the sand
while i keep stepping up cause my vision clearer

[verse 2: orenda]
woke up this morning to gunfire tearing through my crib
tmi gang tried robbing me
but valhalla enforced that nothing is stopping me
but it dawn on me why all the blood is being shed
why everybody want me dead
it must be the money
stepping over dead gang members
next to bullet torn images from who remembers
how long ago they were taken
freestyling to myself, so hot the room is blazin’
in the middle of makin’
my beats heard st-tches sneak up behind me
spinned around, shot the trick in his chest
he cryin’ head shot’s put him to rest
i swore i heard biggie’s laugh in the air
told me to take care
then faded, walked out the room blood soaked
decided to turn around once more, was stoaked
to realize i was in room 112
continued on my walk out with blue jays under my feet
thumping and banging creating a beat
i’m back in my flow
6’1 maybe i’ll still grow
y’all cowards couldn’t rap this dope with a zig-zag
i got this in the bag
hardcore gamer, my enemy is lag
unsc soldier since ’11 made me
a sniper takin out the enemy
silencers and shadows are key
i got my ghostly ways
want bullets to decimate a skull
make their entire existence null
and void, still got vivid memories of dark days
i still sit around thinking to myself
too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
just seen another brother buried, plus i knew him for years
p-ss by his family, but what could i say…
keep ya head up and try to keep the faith
and pray for better dayz
i’m scarred for life i’m branded
as if i’m makaveli’s fashion label
see i lost my mind, it’s somewhere out there stranded
been tryna fill it in with some daytime cable
but that don’t work
electricity made me go berserk
and go toe to toe, broke for broke
with a rapper i done made up
i’m sitting on facebook avoiding poke
in new orleans with mardi gras beads
chilling with caretaker and ghostface
we part of the master race
of rappers, he even gave me the closer
my seeds
run with his seeds
marry his seeds
that’s how we keep wu-tang money all up in the family

- jackin iv beats

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