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letra de nas is like freestyle - jaysing

[intro]
yeah x3
jaysing
young black and g*nius
ha, flexing !
beantown
one two x 2
mic check, one two x2
[verse 1]
they saying we the up north outkast
boston’s blackstar
beantown’s mobb deep
the northeast fugees
m-ssachusett’s finest
the whole city behind us
with the power of our alliance
just let the music define us
definition of greatness
we expected you haters
my lyrics stay over ya heads yet underrated

young black and g*nius
if i said it then i mean it
i’m just thankful i’m breathing
pondering life’s meaning
i think therefore i am
or i am because i’m thinking
i don’t know ,not for sure
heart that’s dark,soul that’s pure
but, don’t put me on a pedastool
i’m just a young tortured soul
i am evil and spiritual
heart of a rebel ,mind of intellectual
stylistically stylish yet metaphor imperceptible
people be pitiful, ratchet rappers i ridicule
lyrics painting pictures
vivid with all my visuals

raw ramblings of a reckless roamer
sole thoughts of the loneliest loner
young artist ,but i’m tryna make bank see/ make money off my art
a lyrical banksy
they rapping bout smoking jays and asking where gats be
when i was feeling blue i read bout jay gatsby
moment of honesty,moment of clarity
heightened hypocrisy despair caused by disparity
within the world that we live in
i’m livid , light em up with the lyrics
feeling 2pac’s spirit
if you hear me then you hear it
if your ignant then you’ll fear it
i’m fearless, the only thing i fear is god
so pray for me i pray to him
cause this life is getting so hard
mind enriched, so you could find gold in these bars
hear my soul in these bars, locked young souls behind bars
i rap for them , my bars blast for them
behead blasphemous
this is food for thought and my rhymes are well catered
i’m hungry in this game cause the odds ain’t in my favor, ever
that’s why my brothers beefing over cheddar
and lettuce, a burger and beretta to make it all better

i’m a day dreamer cause who sleeps anymore ?
who dreams anymore ? who believes anymore ?
believe me if you can’t believe anymore
belief in god helped open the doors
he believed when i didn’t wanna be anymore
he believed when i didn’t want to be anymore
to exist or persist had me stressing
to be or not to be that was a real question
the present is a gift but love is the true blessing
the present is a gift but love is the true blessing
[outro]
late night thoughts
leggo

- jaysing

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