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letra de baphomets in babylon - kidd.cynical

[verse 1: kidd.cynical]
let the bass keep rocking
had a change in face because that lady fate keeps knocking
and i swear my opposition hate, ’cause they keep talking
but i’m on a rampage and you can’t make me stop it
look
back to the grind
gotta hit the instrumental with immaculate rhymes
summer ’16, wish i could go back to the time
where you could have a rap hit without a slatt or a slime
what you know about watching clocks hearing them tick tock?
or punching rocks, hearing every bone in your fist pop?
what you know about losing your homie to a slipknot?
or getting bullied ’cause you was into rock and not hip hop?
i’m a prodigy of kurt cobain and kanyeezy
you cannot see me
you will not reach me
imma keep on switching the cadence and pray for the day that i’m rich and i’m famous
but i ain’t nothing but another black kid tryna stand up
and earn me a name ‘fore they try to put me in handcuffs
i battled demons and i prayed for my heathens
’cause after tony died, i made the promise i was finna man up
the nomads are ready for war
rally troops, tell ’em levy the sword
we taking dog tags
you better fall back ’cause we with all that
and everything you ever claimed, it was all cap
i’m fighting demons with these words as my weapon
man, the only lesson i’ve learned is overcoming depression
i’m counting blessings
expressing aggression to send a message
i’m guessing the only question is who coming in second
i’m an s-class, god tier lyricist
abolitionist
black supremacist
ripping ligaments from all you baphomets and black masked m-s-ch-sts
people who pretend to have your back while they look for something to stab you with
i’m in the bay counting 10k dough
i know them pigs mad they couldn’t apprehend kaydo
he had cases
instead of folding under the hatred, he stood tall a month later through everything he was faced with
in my city, man it’s k!ll or die slowly
either you live as a puppy, or you akin to coyotes
either you moving with k!llers; a black mask with the tec gripped
curb stomping heads and taking vengeance with a clenched fist
i’m undiscovered
but i’m bringing thunder and bringing hunger like i ain’t eaten supper
once i get big, i’ll bring a bag to my mother
but i’ll always be that big haired punk from the suburbs
[verse 2: dulz]
slave trade, slave ship
my people came here shackled on some slave sh-t
tobacco, cotton picking, wait a cotton picking, watermelon eating, chicken finger l!cking
our people fought, got out of whips and chains
now these lames sell souls for whips and chains
modern day slaves
and massa be the industry
i’m nomad, son
independent, i be in the streets
this hip hop, we underground like harriet and them
follow the north star, we living on the run
angels hover above us
our blankets, our covers
fallen fathers and mothers
my sisters, my brothers
they wanna k!ll us all
the strength is in numbers
angels bring the wrath, lightning, and thunder
here to slay you demonic people
pure evil
leave you on 13, your folks will grieve you

- kidd cynical

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