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letra de lion's den - justpaze

[intro]
now that mind is bulletproof and the skin be thicker steel
only thing on kion’s mind; to go in for the k!ll

[verse 1: paze]
move kid, locking h-rns you’ll get chewed
animal ambition so they had to cage crew
this is that handling your sh-t until no plumbing’s ever due
forefathers slaved and ruled, planted seeds to grow our roots
let the world know we’re on the move
metal sabre jacket, your gunpowder in my mood
now karma runs the planet like the fibonacci do
so revenge i’m sugar-coating in your own medicine cooked (b-tch)
now i ain’t even tryna preach on my hood sh-t
but why the f-ck you on the scene? for the cool clique?
tagging pictures on the feed, bought a new whip
silver spoon fed still tryna be the cool kid
holds sharp but his brain never groomed fit
mozart what he hears in the music
goes hard drill deep, what a tool tip
knife in a nuke war is like a rock to the moon king
[hook]
if i write you my game on these clay tablet’s only time there’ll be dirt on my name
fire spitting what they need so then paze matched it with a flint and a pack full of haze
we’ve been burning the trees for the pain (light it!) got a touch of the scythian ways
never caving away lion’s den, @ me, gonna make history copy+paste

[verse 2: paze]
break reform and baptize me in gold flames
found myself wandering with cambyses’ lost men
now we’re coming in hot, better call on the fire dept’
pension for your rappers, i’m lining up retirements
load a processor to better save your compliments
this is that mind over matter, so it don’t matter what you say
this is that ‘cyrus the great makes a name across the west’ sh-t
toast to myself, middle finger to your guestlist
f-ck y’all, air me, it’s onto the next. your life is a beach but we’re liking the deep (wait)
all the demons in my head might have escaped and they never kiss and tell for the rent (uh)
always on a free ride on the train of my thoughts telling me it’s alright to avenge
(so) this time when i look in the mirror in my eyes man i tell ya, never any image clearer
this is no ‘hide behind your mask’ sh-t, send your hired men
we hear your shadows in the dark b-tch, this is the lion’s den (listen)

[hook]
if i write you my game on these clay tablet’s only time there’ll be dirt on my name
fire spitting what they need so then paze matched it with a flint and a pack full of haze
we’ve been burning the trees for the pain (light it!) got a touch of the scythian ways
never caving away lion’s den, @ me, gonna make history copy+paste
[verse 3: paze]
they said i wanted fame, i told them it’s alright
we’ve all been through the flames but we don’t burn alike
she think it’s all lies while i work day and night when really i was dry-broke, counting up a rhyme
but f-ck it if knowledge wasn’t wealth i’d be dying
starved, but the hustle in my mind wanna fight
geared into grind, this is that focus overdrive
fitting new tyres only time we gone retire
man i swear on any god you believe in i’m trying
but wrongs in my life doubled up and made right
so if it’s moralised i won’t answer for the crime
lyrical homicide and we stealing the spotlight
but you can have it back, forgive my visual eyes
i’m picturing projectors out of million little lights
tell me you’ve been huffing what i’m painting on the rhyme
yeah it’s life, you live it once and noone makes it out alive
so let’s ride, cause this revolution won’t be televised
(signal loss)
and where i’m from we never follow crowd nah
this that jungle where the sheep bleed, drown slow
swimming pools full of liquor got their minds gone
this is that hiiipower transcending into my soul
catting for the skies, yeah we got them high hopes
penny for my thought, dollar and a dream side note
holy tricycle; freewill, gonna ride more
living on the fast lane, praying we don’t die slow
[hook]
if i write you my game on these clay tablet’s only time there’ll be dirt on my name
fire spitting what they need so then paze matched it with a flint and a pack full of haze
we’ve been burning the trees for the pain (light it!) got a touch of the scythian ways
never caving away lion’s den, @ me, gonna make history copy+paste

[outro]
only the fool tries to hide behind a pair of judging eyes
a lesson missed too many times, but the truth is hard to kite

- justpaze

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