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letra de mechanics - jaront

first verse:

h-llo; h-llo, can you hear me. we are knocking on your earpiece
see we’re blocking all your queries while you’re talking all your theories
my mind: it’s spinning on a rotary. my rhymes when written are a notary
i’m kind of living like a loner; these sideliners listen and they spoke of me
quoting me. we are so local breathing global speaking. i don’t believe in reaching only local freedom even if you don’t agree
this world gets frozen, meaning polar breezing; colder than zero degrees
celcius. i kinda wanna you tell you but, h-ll dude you can tell we us
won’t chill til i’ve been everywhere. we’re always here and never there
you think you’re hearing me clearly loud; on this here but really we’re not here right now
if you’re hearing me you’re too gone. only thing saving you’s a coupon
i’ve been cooped up too long.. gotta groove up on and get my move on
what’s the final diagnosis? i’ve been rhyming, trying focus
minding my vital modus while i’m finding flying lotus
these lying writers bogus. biting like a praying mantis. i’m saying man, it’s my latest jam and all i can say is daaaammn..

hook:

they don’t understand
i drank so much; smoked so much weed i don’t know where i am
they love me cause i’m the man
standing around, no round of applause, all they can say is d-mn
(man). they don’t understand
i drank so much; smoked so much weed i don’t know where i am
they love me cause i’m the man
standing around, no round of applause, all they can say is d-mn

second verse:

(t. ross):

kick it. flip it. we efficiently positioned
defy the laws of nature. flying round like i’m blitzing
spent days in the mortar zone. nah don’t break my cotizone
sauteed some cornijones. chilling hard when i’m bored at home
keep it hot. play it cool. been doing what i do since grade school
and by high school i was a high fool. couldn’t even follow my own rules
fifth dimension kids, we off the map. x is my sign on the zodiac
but remember dog, you don’t know me jack

alternate second verse:

the world is more than pearls. in hand the planet spans a canvas
i am standing in a whirlwind. landed stranded in atlantis.. and it’s
feared. i’m in a sphere. here it’s really freaking weird
feel me clearer as i veer in: disappear in my career
my mind is a place and i am in stasis. time is erased like i’m flying in sp-ceships
they’re trying to limit my patience. and we’re finding synchronizations
go past ya limitations. toss them. losses embossed. it’s toxic: costing the plan
allston is frosted. boston is caustic. all my thought is lost in the land and

hook

third verse:

(petey nice):

it’s like i’m a foreign man touring a foreign land. i don’t know where i am, but i know this jam
is really where it’s at.. ain’t about where you’re from it’s really where you’re at
where fiction meets fact, rhetoric attacks the track with emphatic impact
at the point of contact fiction writing exact hits emblematic and dramatic in fact
strange bio feedback becomes concrete in the form of raw rap
above your head yet in front of your nose
around the corner yet under your toes
consciousness will always remain intact. wherever you are
there you are and that’s an actual fact. now that i’ve shed some light cue to fade to black

hook

- jaront

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