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letra de horror story - josh alias

[intro]
yeah, ya urban architects, word, word

[hook]
whole clique already know what the goal is
so quick, get the dough where we goin’
4 am tints low with the foreign, ride slow as the night go to the mornin’
whole clique already know what the goal is
so quick, get the dough where we goin’
4 am tints low with the foreign, ride slow as the night go to the mornin’

[verse 1]
ain’t no question i got my cake up, ski no sheets, that’s how i wake up, let’s say fed-style, watching ya’lls ent-ty’s go bankrupt, i’m a ill enigma to rad for b-tches to get a picture with, said bomb a ret a sours (?) was at a plastic cup like a sequence change. keep quite watch the world spin, lullabies of mad police sirens rule my night time environment as a kid. stay on some heinous sh-t, blame it on my clique, mad influential, blame god the way he created the future o’ the entertainment bis’. before my autopsy i’m alive and still hard body, used to mix the purp like it’s gin and tonic. the essence of a playa given advantage is psychologic. the top come of the benz and all the hoes want to get up inside it, prolly told some girls you caught your queen sucking d-ck or somethin’, prolly with my dunnies out in queens prolly posted on somethin’, prolly got yourself lyin’ to yourself if your head ain’t boppin’, like this ain’t knockin’ it’s like free fallin’ out helicopters, tryna stop andrea’s

[verse 2]
on my own ’cause i was told ain’t a soul out here holdin’ yours, stay aware of two things; my surroundin’s and those closing doors, writin’ twenty-fours 24/7 and p-ss leakin’ from my open pores, no tapes, i got the game lock, havin’ the key, cause ya’ll using it for more then the open doors, dog i do this for your health not or my wealth. well i got some bills to pay. a dollar and dreams? nah, i got nickles and nightmares. mc’s stink ’cause they got b-lls that they light years ahead of you, they never see that the path they headin’ to got a train comin’. you get your paint and dip and slip and hit the third rail, that’s a real toystory, same reason mama said the rap bis is not for me, forgive me for explorin’ options, minds in the clout. tryna soar avoiding foreign objects, flowin’ from the jordan river to a project forced it, cannot forfeit, can’t force this, who you think led the israelite’s across it? (who you think man, who you think?) you better check my government, momma knew she birthed a leader, four diva’s crammed in a four-cedar, think they skipping cl-ss, they -ss. if i wanna hit the gas, i’m good, i hit the gas they -ss was under the hood, misunderstood by peers as well. ol’ soul pullin’ up to the boulevard, windows low, dabbin’ og’s with old tales and bullet scars. bullet proof m3 got me feeling like 50, bobbin’ weed as i walk so life won’t hit me, punchlines none, but to stop perplexin’ so simple i flex perspectives, rappers be takin’ a second for self reflection, i tell myself everyday, never let the pain over weigh potential, overthinkin’ overcrowds are mental, foresee crowds shouting a product of my pencil, forget proda, i’m northfaced with some grapes, they lose flakes, the box for it lose change filled in it, i thank the lord for a new day, (i say, i say), i thank the lord for a new, i lose my life before i ever lose faith (i say, i say)

- josh alias

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