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letra de scales - kill bill: the rapper

[hook: k!ll bill: the rapper]
i put my life on the scale
just to see if it would break
the polygons keeping the shape
it’s just another second tick until you meet with your fate

[verse: k!ll bill: the rapper]
i used to think that it was smoke and mirrors
that death was just a stupid plot device
and then i saw my daddy on that table
my vision blurry and my thoughts were white
the slowest train still hits you like the fastest of bullets
if there’s a lever for a do over, i’d grab it and pull it
and now my brain is plagued with what-if’s that i’ll never know the answer to
cause i was grooving out of step to tempos no one dances to
i ponder what the reaper’s like, a man or a woman?
if it works in spontaneity or plans when it’s coming
if it’s heard my little rhythms, does it care when i’m drumming?
does it wonder what is broke?
and i don’t know but here’s to hoping
i’m afraid

[hook: k!ll bill: the rapper]
i put my life on the scale
just to see if it would break
the polygons keeping the shape
it’s just another f-cking question hurled deep into sp-ce
[verse: k!ll bill: the rapper]
i used to think it was a magic trick
that life was bunnies jumping out the brim
reporting live from the asterisk
i scanned the room and saw the crowd was thin
the slowest car still hits you like the fastest of comets
if there’s a locket for a do-over, i’d stab it, unlock it
and now my mind is filled with dust
it’s never leaving my skull
a population of some heights
and i’ve been dreaming to come
i often wonder what the reaper’s like, a man or a woman?
if it’s hand will twist the knife or f-cking slam in my stomach
if it’s heard my melodies, does it care when i’m humming?
does it pick up our emotions when it’s going through the motions
i’m afraid

[hook: k!ll bill: the rapper]
i put my life on the scale
just to see if it would break
the polygons keeping the shape
my mind is going full sprint and i can’t keep up the pace
i used to…

[sample]
can’t escape from crossing f-
[outro]
there is no group on earth that does not have some kind of ceremony which acknowledges the death of a loved one. many extraordinary customs have resulted from man’s realization of dea-

funerals lie at the very innermost core of one of life’s experience. it is a time of introspection where we honor and value fond memories of a person
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- kill bill the rapper

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