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letra de gold out of rubbish - ja’king the divine

[intro:]

ayo

[verse 1:]

kick ass, i’m lizard in mortal kombat
my comrades penetrate with force ’til a palm read
mom said, “n—a, you good as your last conquest
float above the water, stay focused and keep your mindset”
honest, ain’t a n—a iller if i’m conscious?
bomb sh-t, unleash the pen, i’m atomic
covid in my colon, now a n—a spit vomit
emotions on my shoulders, it be hard to make progress

[chorus:]

f-ck it, i can make gold out of rubbish
told ‘never fold,’ if i do, then i’m buggin’
rose out the mold, where these n—-s straight frontin’
do what you doesn’t, move with the ruckus

[verse 2:]

i’m random at times, there’s many times
n—-s can’t handle my lines, stand to the side
damaging rhymеs, sippin’ this heineken
you ain’t no artists, your canvas cancеl it
you n—-s unoriginal, your style resemble mannequins
sampling loops, getting loose
your troops was likely to lose
these bongos keep me close to the roots
torching the room, whom step to this fume
neglecting my rule?
ended up deaded like the rest of the fools
[chorus:]

f-ck it, i can make gold out of rubbish
told ‘never fold,’ if i do, then i’m buggin’
rose out the mold, where these n—-s straight frontin’
do what you doesn’t, move with the ruckus

[outro:]

whoa!

yeah

whoa

do what you doesn’t, move with the ruckus
f-ck it

(this sh-t is glorious, n—a)

whoa
(warrior, n—a, right, do what you doesn’t, f-ck it)

(telling you, bro)
mothaf-cka
like, that’s your bag right there, son, like, i hear tha- i hear certain sounds, and i’ma- when i get home, i’ma put this sh-t together for you, and i’ma- we gon’ sit down and we gon’ make sure like everything right in the right spot. but, these bongos and this f-cking… flute… is definitely you

it’s like… ‘so i keep on… dadadadada, cd da, so i keep one eye open like cbs,’ like, bro you already know what cbs is, in the logo with the eye and sh-t, you know what i’m saying? but, i didn’t even know- i never caught the double entendre of ‘c-bs,’ like, ‘see bullsh-t,’ like… this is the sh-t bro, i’m telling you bro, that’s that bag that make you g.o.a.t, ’cause that’s what these n—-s do. that’s what they talkin’ ’bout. the fans don’t really understand, but the spitters gon’ understand bro, that bag is f-cking crazy. that’s why i take it to- bro, i’ll take it personal to make my pen like that bro. i don’t give a f-ck if that sh-t flies over you for time, bro jay-z dropped…

…when i was five years old, i realized there was a road at the end now, but [realized surpassing goals?]
never took a break, never made a mistake
took time to create ’cause there’s money to make
to be a billionaire, came hard, working for years
sum’n like, i shed tears, but i said my plan was-
using all my manpower, working four bucks an hour…
f-ck outta here, man, that sh-t is f-cking fire, yo…

(aight bro, that’s fire)

…for a minute, so i was like ‘f-ck it, i’ll…’ he in a different lane, he got his own thing going on… but, yo bro, we’re talking, right? and he showed me his music, he aight bro, he nice… and, n—a tell me, that- he said “i wanna hear some of your sh-t,” so i’m like ‘aight, boom.’ i play him the ep, and i’m playing him features with you, too, right? yo, i showed him, f-cking… the rich- the cash sh-t, and the eggplant sh-t. yo bro, this n—a did not hear even two bars from you… and he just said…

“yo, he sound like god…”

- jaking the divine

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