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letra de uno - kid mos

uno lyrics
(verse)
you’re now in tune to the k-i-d/
m-o-s/
not the def/
but the best/
of all the ones who’s next/
penmanship/
excellence/
my exodus/
is evidence/
you messing with/
mexican/
medicine/
curing your obsession with/
lesser sh-t/
in the age of deus ex and sh-t/
my passion/
for rapping/
in action/
this classic/
is magic/
stand up, man, i’m done with all of this relaxing/
i’m too ecstatic/
uh/
i got a new years resolution/
to start a revolution/
this microphone confucius/
here to clear up the confusion/
i‘m a young emiliano/
with the passion of pablo/
or more like a chapo/
with the swagger of flacko/
but you can’t super max the ngr guerilla/
too much ali in manilla/
thriller/
screaming bumaye, k!ll em/
loud from the cell blocks/
i’m on you cell phone/
i’m at the skate spot/
bumping that simone/
feeling good/
in the hood/
but i could/
use a millions bucks to get my family living like they should/
i ain’t got sh-t but a heart and a mic/
some songs that i like/
thoughts that keep me up at night/
and the truth that comes across my sight/
i’m a young minority/
against the authority/
and complexes of superiority/
cuz f-ck all the inferirority/
any pd/
don’t mean sh-t to me/
elijah r.i.p./
just another victim of these things/
i live this bleak life/
deep nights/
street life/
the way the streets strike/
got me street struck/
no f-cks/
giving up/
cuz i be feeling like i’m running out of luck/
you see my lifes an everlasting chase for c.r.e.a.m./
cuz all i want and all i need is to make my ends meet/
i’m down for dead f-cking presidents that represent me/
but there ain’t a single f-cking politician that respect me/
but f-ck complaining ‘bout society/
and all of my anxiety/
we living in a new world ducking the sobriety/
no use in defying things/
all the game wants is for you to conform/
don’t n0body wanna hear that wack sh-t no more/
eventually every mc gets washed up shore/
i just hope that my career doesn’t end too short/
so much potential in store/
i rap my sh-t from the core/
crowds adore/
what i pour/
listen here/
this is blood, sweat, and tears/
pride, love, and fear/
and 18 years/
of madness/
tryna find distractions/
but the fact is/
all it took was some practice/
to take that sickness/
and make some sick sh-t/
i might fade to another fad/
just in case, pour another glass/
of liquor/
for kid mos, real sh-t, uh/
the illest spitter/
screaming h-ll yeah, f-cking right at drake’s bar mitzvah/
so take care/
rappers like these are too rare/

- kid mos

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