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letra de tis the season - kurious

[verse: kurious]
prequel to the sequel
made it more calm
more lethal
merciful, beneficial to more people
official find peace, energy all equal
maybe some confusions with no rule for our feelings
love good health, more cribs were high ceilings
up in the 40s, some of us near 50
we gotta understand it, just bring my demons with me
things are never perfect like you see [?]
acknowledging the blessings, let the faith lift me
since you different they’ll misinterpret
it’s a cross to bear, you compare if it’s worth it
it’s always the kids suffer needin’ protection
make him get tough for leadin’ the resurrection
magic no deception, lay low refreshin’
plus honorable no question
greatness for which destine
if actually attained only time will tell it
ulterior motives all tucked away but you can smell it (sniff sniff sniff)
it’s all about the love anyway
can’t buy or sell it
it’s a shame how it go down, communication precious
spitball for travel time as he make an entrance
the vibes in a sentence
drivin’ to repentance
happens all the time, misery is a life sentence
people afflict pain
only you drink the same poison they serve prior
tired but it’s a game
whatever fly free
pillars of ivory
bbeen a minute right now though
it’s what i see (what i see)
former liberation, wisdom born in patience
thoughts and vibrations surpass the conversations
lyrics that pop, like smoke up out a kettle
spirits celebrate with, precipitate treble
adjust the highs of life and let ’em run wild
their anchor be the base, the bankers they let it pile
in life there’s no security
it’s what makes it fun
unless you makin’ money though, it’s hard to make it run
tribulations, judgment stipulations
we rebukin’ all of that
freedom of limitations
the enemy is crafty maybe makin’ matters worse
it’s our own bad energy, don’t blame the other person
maybe the key to freedom
feel attention leavin’
creating and recyclin’
possibly get the meanin’
monstrosity every season
curiosity is breathin’
flames that clear your gullet of the garbage you still believe in
can’t justify treason
their policy like pollutin’ goddesses with a heathen
compelled to spit the smartest within reason
more deep is the pain an artist gets when the spirit’s grievin’
’tis the season
[outro: sample]
ooh baby
ooh
every day
ooh ooh ooh ooh
please
ooh ooh ooh ooh
oh oh
my, my, my, my
ooh ooh ooh ooh
baby

- kurious

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