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letra de armageddon - james virgodo

[verse 1: james virgodo]
the struggel between right & wrong
good and evil
hope my music and thoughts never mislead my people
when you want it, how i want it you want the best forever
can’t speak for yall i want it now, i guess for yall it’s never
niggas look at me funny
take my music as a joke
i’ma continue kickin flame
whether i’m rich or broke
give my all on the stage
i’ma slave to the page
got my life in a book
we haven’t turned the first page
i been writing for years
i got so much to say
it’s all timing baby just give me the time of day
red-nk was just an appetizer for the last supper
i know my judas and i got sum fa that motherf-cker
can’t put them basatards out you got to let em hang themselves
but you be hanging with them batards
d-mn thats show and tell
i pray for niggas who be praying on my downfall
camflogued in the leaves
in search for ya money trees
niggas chasin money like they can buy a spot in heaven
i hope all dogs cuz im happy in 7th heaven
i just stare at the sky, ion knows above
another day to get it right, i’m guessing thats enough?
for niggas like me who aient never cared to think twice
one life to live you can’t audition for the afterlife
in a world where the unexpexted is expected
and truth be told the true lies always respected
niggas claimin false lives
i can’t take this shit nomo
they tommy hilfigure niggas always sportin polo
you fall in the trap same product different logo
don’t let the “man” make yo -ss like “ice-t” made coco
we built the pyramids now they say we can’t throw it up (you see)
we never gave a d-mn and we still don’t give a f-ck
it’s still boyz n the hood going out like ricky
and now the future boyz n the hood pretty ricky!
they world star f-ggots, world-star snitches, world-stars tatted from head to toe but still b-tches
worse thing to do is give them the lames the
attention
you high as an aprostrophe(but)can’t take a life sentence
my nigga youse a fragment all you missing is a period
the man in the yellow hat got these monkeys curious
lawd it’s a po wind that will never change
so keep candles in the wind
and set the fire to the rain motherf-cker
wha ah ah
now its time to rekindle you lost your soul
might as well decorate your temple
in this life of war i’m alexander the great
and when i die of honor leave the blood on my face
this is armageddon we went against the norm
i guess you lost in gatlin we children of the corn
here is one hand, and here is another
the truth is the truth, regardless of the color
i’m just a freedom writer
my words will never perish
i know yall watched the throne
see it’s niggas in paris
please excuse my french
good manners are so cherished
don’t get caught in the bucket, you know the crabs get jealous
and for your well-being it’s good to be rebellious
niggas with attitudes it’s nonthing you can tell us
one time for my team it’s we make a run
you know the world is ours
we tryna blind the sun (shine)
i’m ready for the lights
can’t see myself losing
and even if i do i’ll just find it amusing
we all broken pieces but thats what form the gl-ss
we only got a hour don’t let your presence p-ss
remeber one thing somebodys always watching
this is a marathon my legs still chopping
i hate you new rappers you’ll never get the picture
just like them white folks you could never be “that nigga”!
i’ma let yall niggas breath
even tho yall gased up
they say they be grinding, they swear they be rhyming
because of your “raps” the game declining
but that’s just how the how cookies crumble
elimintating all you rappers like the royal rumble
gotta play your position
nonthing more or nonthing less
the only thing on my mind is achieving success
difference between me and yall i call it higher thinking
i took them bricks laid my foundation like i’m david brinkenly
i gotta go get it
while yall waiting on the taxi
d-ckridin transportation man i hope you know they taxing
everybody wanna rap but it’s cool i’m relaxing
but that bullshit they spitting will only remain jackson
i aient worried about them raps
it’s literature i’m composing
chose to write in red-nk so the merciful gods will notice
like the sniper on the hill, got my aim and i’m focused
locked and ready its armagodden
and i’m chosen w-ssup!
wha ah ah
thoughts of a young man provoked!

- james virgodo

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