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letra de iono - jered sanders

[verse 1: jered sanders]
see me and god been at an uncomfortable impasse
i used to want to run to him like gym class
lately i been focused on the body like a gym rat
skipping on the body i can impact
doing it out of duty and not out love for all the sheep
but when you tired from all the work you fall asleep at the wheel
and when you need them to heal it’s sorta bleak
it was better when i was quick to listen and slow to speak uh
man i was prepping on a sunday morning
the church did a webcast and a worship performance
covid got us all chilling at the crib for the moment
on the real but a brotha be missing them organs
yea, the cover the body the usher is not what i’m used to
the hug in the lobby the feeling is not even mutual
stop me on the real if something isn’t true y’all
probably chop about it on a zoom call
skipping those debates because i know they probably missing intelligence
twitter feed tripping only giving embellishment
bron brought a title to the city of the angels
and mike fans telling him the win is irrelevant
truth probably chilling in the middle of the topic
and both sides tripping on the silly debate
cause on the real they solidified living in a gentrified area
we tripping and spinning in place
the internet the new p-rnhub the fetish we get
is by the russian probe or maybe a confederate diss
black lives matter the rona incredible risk
it’s either that or just a federal myth
the news tells us how the world stand with us and they rocking in the streets
then it bubble over now they got us popping at police
but you got to vote and i don’t see an option in the least
and we stuck at home numbers sky rocket every week
but iono
[chorus]
yea, man iono, foreal homie iono
man real talk
i just had to jot it down cause what’s happening around
iono, yea yea iono, foreal homie iono
man real talk
it’s a crazy little world for the boys and the girls

[verse 2: jered sanders]
man i ain’t never want an underground crown
six months grind hard half a hundred pounds down
same twenty-four as y’all say
sametime to dream bigger dreams until us all like kanye
let’s double back and catch the whole entendre
cause ye got a farm on the west thats grander
and plus he doubled up when he met my padre
and the kick game? hol up i heard a hater talking (let’em know j!)
yo, i don’t care who your favorite rapper is
no disrespect but if you ain’t getting a check from the homie
you more like tre whiffing and swinging at your crib
newsflash selling a record ain’t all that rapping is
yea, i wasn’t trying to clip your hero
or trying to make a scene like deniro
you trying to say i’m mean like we on a different team and the ego
i should have got the foul and he should have got the free-throws
look, i said what i said let’s bury the dead
this wasn’t for cred and clearly dawg it wasn’t for bread
cause if it was i probably should have puffed up his head
instead of twitter fingers looking like i’m jumping the ledge foreal
i love the homie it ain’t a desi that i’m sparking he the g.o.a.t
but the hate is kind of heavy when you talking
what y’all smoke y’all choke you reggie and you coughing
but my smoke is reggie in the garden, but iono
yea, when i say god over money i’m not broke
dust in the wind until the time that god spoke
it’s a cold winter i been gripping my coat
shout to fog raw homie it’s in him that i boast
he the lamb with the blood in his cap and his mug
and it’s facts took a plug whip his back for the thugs
took a strap with a shrug to the max said it’s finished
and it’s written tell the bruh’s to relax i’m him
and homie death got a limit check the fine print
flesh got to k!ll it in the ending i’m a die rich
blessed i’m a witness i’m a fly prince
bridegroom checking on his wife not a side chick
cause on the real, they put him on the t for the sign-out
then he told mary never weep what’s the crying bout
homie had a leak from the side but in three he’d arise
so foreal dawg the t just a timeout
a brother fifty pounds down still hungry though
southside bread but the cred from the country bro
and mix grits with the eggs when the money low
circa 85 and it’s god over money though, yea
[outro: men in black iii]
james: where’s my dad?
agent k: he a, he went to go do something very special
and he wanted me to stay here and take care of his best pal
james: when’s he going to be back?
agent k: he uh, hmm, james if you look right here i will tell you the only thing you ever need to know, tour daddy is a hero
james: my dad’s a hero

- jered sanders

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