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letra de atlas - juda jmar

[pre-verse]
lighter ,fire, pop a buweiser
all up in your face like n-gga f-ck a flier
rolling up a spliff just to clear the canvas
scheming purple euros with my dirty money antics

[verse 1]
i never been the best just the best that i can be
got my mind on the money let go and now im free
but that that that don’t mean i can’t be number one
the m-th- f-ckin go to god to get the job done
perfect with my imperfection, using words as my weapons
doubble double counting blessing
you can’t beat my why bother, i told the grimm reaper try harder
i dream big but i reach farther argh
i’m trying to eat like im warren buffet
she not concerned with the green touching
not rich but wealthy, and sh-t to tell
i’m not the smartest but i’m clever enough
and want the world but that’s never enough

[pre-verse]
lighter ,fire, pop a buweiser
all up in your face like n-gga f-ck a flier
rolling up a spliff just to clear the canvas
scheming purple euros with my dirty money antics

[verse 2]
jacques brel the way i’m singing and chant sh-t
i dream on sheets while you dreaming on mansions
overdue bills got you preying like mantis
dfm break-even no advances
play to win no gwap or second chances
you don’t even know the definition of madness
i’m going in i call it verbal acrobatics
you african? well yea i’m afro-mattic
aka a savage and day by day an addict
my bros no i’m ratchet still skating no hatricks
juda-j what do you want for your last wish?
i want the world in my hands n-gga atlas

[pre-verse]
lighter fire, where the f-cks my lighter?
a 25 to lifer my crime is in the cypher
a threat because hes not like us california gold
blunt peeled gl-ss filled ready to roll

[verse 3]
complicated occupation
barbershops can’t even fade
d-mn it feels i almost made it
bit my lip i almost taste it
my motivation, drip drip drive my crazy
california born and raised me, now it’s parifornia baby
its on you to find the truth in this statement
sh-t just listen you have the occasion
december 20/12 man you thought you would be dead
pushing 25 man i thought you would be dead
so my three best birthdays i told you bout instead
my bronze colored birthday she offered me some head
silver platted birthday she offered me some love
but on my solid gold birthday i got all of the above

i want the world but that’s never enough x2

- juda jmar

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