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letra de manhattan freestyle - kc jk

[intro]
i want you to stand up
torn and proud
i want you to speak up
clear and loud
brown baby

[verse 1: kc]
it’s like you messed up, your point in time, petty crime, put you on the line like a suicide, like bless up
it’s overtime, chest up, i’m feelin’ fine, for the pride
now i’m on the side with a glass of wine (yes sir!)
like shut up
i’ma just go light the wood up (what up?)
we in new york when the sun up
go and get your bread up
lane change, you won’t have to stay inside the same game (d-mn)
wait, i’ma keep my wheels on the pavement, skate sh-t
i don’t really care if you say sh-t, stay back
all my f-ckin’ bars gettin’ flagrant; that’s payback
for my whole life i ain’t say jack
i don’t get money on my paycheck; it’s my dollar bills
i just [really?] rap; that’s [why it is real?]
got all this green in my trees like it’s chlorophyll
and i’m pointing out these problems like i’m dr. phil, yeah

[verse 2: jk]
i’m handing out all this energy to defeat all my enemies
count ’em up by the hundreds, all on the floor like them centipedes
like the basics of empathy, not some low-budget ‘phetamines
at the heart of my soul that sits at the [may?] f-ckin’ centerpiece
now you know that i’m straight up on all my ghosts
asking around, you been taking posts
wanna be sipping up on my soul
but the truth of the matter is the motherf-ckin’ [?]
gotta be diggin’, there ain’t no time to be slipping’
you do it all for the children before you payin’ the dough
if you needin’ a hand then i’ma lend you a bowl
if you really a man, do it ‘fore you is old
a tendency for smokin up some dark sin and see inside the city sleeping sound up with some stars like a comic set inside a cell, feeling up these bars
really boutta cash out at the end of this part, uh
that’s f-ckin’ it

- kc jk

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