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letra de the heavens can wait - jay roma

[intro]

ayo
yeah
the deathly music
i’m chilling with yo boy
yeah
gloves off?
haha! ludicrous!
i don’t even need to take my gloves off
i can go dirty without my gloves off
yeah
check it out
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!

[hook]

i just wanna prove to the youth
i’m the truth in the booth
i’m back with this relic to summon the souls of the greats
wiping wacks off the earth like the 70s aids
hey

[verse 1]

contemporary leagues embrace me as a rap god
and y’all about to witness it i’m fiendish in this rap mode
some wannabes dream of equal footing with me for seldom i make mistakes
diss tapes, h-ll no, i hate these fakes
brave hearts, flexing heavyweights, champions
so far the best act gracing a’s ambience
craving a war? antic-p-te shame and defeasance
nuking crooks, lames, insignificants
so whether you’re afraid or not
ain’t dissuaded from invading at the rate of knots
half of y’all reminiscent of nox
an accurate definition of a hoax
i don’t do it for the fame i do it for hip hop
i do it to get the bread as in tip top
originated from the west where the gods at
ranks far from the best spare the dogs that
[hook]

i just wanna prove to the youth
i’m the truth in the booth
i’m back with this relic to summon the souls of the greats
wiping wacks off the earth like the 70s aids
hey

[verse 2]

pursuing the skyline justifies my movement
trying to be the best i can be when excellence eludes men
a beacon of hope to a community with a consuming pestilence with just a breath and pen i denude them
so please cease acting up i’m past the need to prove i’m a duly truth
a fully sane and brooding youth fiddling with improving the hood
arguing back and forth
on the topic of fabrics conflicting with the habits mostly of the wack and quirks
i bitterly curse a lame with my verse in plain in a bid to ascertain the elements of cr-ppy art
i juxtapose facts and fictions i suppose i expose
i’ll embarrass you like you was my ex spouse
should you dare me, mark my words
arithmetically impossible calculating in math my worth

[hook]

i just wanna prove to the youth
i’m the truth in the booth
i’m back with this relic to summon the souls of the greats
wiping wacks off the earth like the 70s aids
hey
[verse 3]

talibs, wannabes, kwelis
tactically, practicing talibs wanna be kweli
the least to do is try and see
weather cloudy, reign to shine, a sign of spring
a downpour of rhymes; i & it synonymous as time & change
on my mark, set to go on a track i sprint forward with the zing of a young gazelle
i’m the kind to defy the hype, deny i have ever sung to sell
do it for the love of it, hate me, go & hung as well
do it for it’s a part of me
do it with a relish the recipe from the bottom of the heart of me
do it for it courses through my veins & arteries
vainglorious artistry is consuming, found a purpose in the land of civics
and now the spit balm to afflictions & it’s psalms to some spirits
noticeable is just calm in the lyrics

[hook]

i just wanna prove to the youth
i’m the truth in the booth
i’m back with this relic to summon the souls of the greats
wiping wacks off the earth like the 70s aids
hey

- jay roma

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