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letra de kneez (feat. st!ll s.k) - king madi & type1ne

[verse 1: type1ne]
why it’s always ’bout you and yours, but not me and mine’s?
looking at all these rappers telling miraculous lies
truth is distant, who knows what happens up in they lives
i question highly, fit in the box like i’m mina kimes
smokin’ i’m lifted, this sober sh-t, yeah i really tried
when i broke my sobriety, i f-cking cried
sad nights suck, don’t know what to do about it
believing it will get better, but yo, i really doubt it
i’m from a city, 300 days we’ve been closed down
i’d spend a jack and then blow a dub sack and get smoked out
propaganda is everywhere i be
so my mental hеalth depletes, and my mind it torturеs me
wear my iron mask, whisky flask
driving drunk i got blinded by the lights and i crashed
she already be knowing i ain’t smiling so she don’t even f-cking ask
i ask myself why i’m really mad
true story, got dreams k!lled by that defjam
i’m staring at my ceiling like, “yo, what the f, fam?”
who really with me, yeah who is my best man?
i say that i love her but i only hurt my best friend

[hook: type1ne]
i ask myself, “is this life”?
is my music really tight?
will my future be alright?
does god have a plan for me?
do they hate me out of spite?
will i make it right?
from that unfamiliar night?
sh-t keeps me away from sleep
like kendrick, will y’all pray for me?
if i lose it all, will you go out and pay for me?
this issues that i have, yeah they take me to my f-cking knees
[verse 2: st!ll s.k]
d-mn, i been rapping since ’96
i remember using branches as drumsticks
this beat is dope, so you know i gotta have a fix
here’s a double-bar to get crafty and say that bar a twix
most hate come from my own home
sticks and stones break bones, but made your dawg strong
my ex didn’t support me, so i’m now alone
this journey made me solid as a rock, that’s a milestone
my back against the wall, so i ain’t taking no chance
my rearview mirror gotta be outta the plan
i’m in the court, so i gotta be out of the stand
i haven’t reached my ceiling yet, i’m still gaining new fans
you can’t eat with me if you ain’t starve with me
no coming back if you ever do the part with me
this is (?)
it’s far from these
so please just bow and pray, or i’m taking out knees

[hook: type1ne]
i ask myself, “is this life”?
is my music really tight?
will my future be alright?
does god have a plan for me?
do they hate me out of spite?
will i make it right?
from that unfamiliar night?
sh-t keeps me away from sleep
like kendrick, will y’all pray for me?
if i lose it all, will you go out and pay for me?
this issues that i have, yeah they take me to my f-cking knees
[verse 3: king madi]
i been staying up extra late
3am and i ain’t even touched a bed since yesterday
staring at this paper, looking for the words to generate
could write my best sh-t right now, they wouldn’t care anyway
what ever happened to the real emcees?
nowadays it seems like you get goat’ed if they feel the beat
i know they hearing me, but are they really feeling me?
always going over they head, like a guillotine
been singled out since i popped up out of the womb
throwing dirt on my craft just to stop me from blooming
being my mother’s only son, i feel the pressure
i can’t settle ’cause for greatness i was destined
don’t say you’ll pray for me unless you do it in real life
’cause people put that on god, and they still lie
living a life to impress others
but when they close the curtains, ask yourself
“was this all really worth it?”

- king madi type1ne

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