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letra de experiment - kxng crooked

[verse 1]
i’m sipping hennessy out of my mason jar
since i was a shorty
see that bucket, that’s my racing car
i’ma do a buck 40
are we crazy as they say we are
telling them war stories
i’m just showing off my favorite scars
no nuts, no glory, glory hallelujah
do ya think you can survive inside a government experiment
let’s doc-ment the experience
let’s lock you in an environment that’s violent
conspiring with a camera and film if you survive in it
or die in it, see my mind is bent
my sanity goes on and off just like a switch
david and goliath, i’m david and my pistol’s goliath b-tch
i’m flipping through these bible scripts
looking at all these hieroglyphs
trying to know thyself, looking for god
i don’t know, maybe i am it
or he is we, i’m working tireless
to find why i exist in a place where we killing each other
and our oppressor, he’s a tyrant
working with an iron fist
he defecates, we buy his sh-t
just like it fits in some sort of plan to help us out
but i insist that life’s a b-tch

[hook]
yeah i’m drinking on some fire
while smoking on some medicine
menace to society, they don’t wanna let us in
went from building pyramids to being experiments
now that i’m awake, i feel freer than i ever been
[verse 2]
i’m sipping liquor in a kool-aid pitcher
my cousin setting fire to a swisher
see you view us through a 2-way mirror
instead of fear us, come near us, come hear us
wish you would visit, but are you really welcome here
locked us in an experimental box, peace of mind is seldom here
drowning in our vodka, this the belvedere
b-tch i’m elvis here, we seldom see our elder years
poppity-poppity-poppity i believe all of this is a test
to see our reaction up in this colony-colony-colony
all of these psychological factors
even the color they painting the walls in these projects
is giving us nothing but doom
so we ain’t focused on our equality-equality-equality
gotta be sinful, but it’s not twisting a plot
it’s a dogfight just like when pits in a lock
they shutting the door, i kick in the lock
i bust through the door, two guns out
i don’t give a f-ck who runs out
till my .2 runs out, i’ma shoot till the new sun’s out
till the noose comes out, as the truth comes out
i’m drinking on some fire, smoking on some medicine

[hook x2]

- kxng crooked

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