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letra de how to make gold - kyle bent

[verse 1] its been a minute since the old flow
but its coming back like a yo yo
a no go for any of these rappers tryna low blow
horse power bring it to your chest like its polo
they know kyle, they ain’t tryna touch him like a cold floor
dope style, lines on my head like im mojo
jojo kicking punchlines like a dojo
rowboat, always with the tide and they know so
im solo, keep the high vibes with my bros tho
eyes wide, i ain’t never sleeping with the sheeps
cause my conscious too awakened got no need for any sheets
im controller of the matrix, realize what you can be
once you finally stop and cease the power hiding underneath
i see my generation
waiting patiently to make a move
we the new avenue for the world
to travel through
all these kids free their minds, understand what that will do
shift to new paradigms, four nickles, p-ss the loot
p-ssin time with parachutes
we flying high like dragons do
that fire burn inside me like a frying pan of p-ssion fruit
nourishment for your soul, and these folks lacking food
forbidden fruit, eat the pretty peach like its v-g-n-l
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caught inside the system but i treat it like its liquid to a funnel ain’t it funny they forgot that i was p-ssing though
i ain’t never in a loop, im spiritual and physical, just filling in the gaps like im the one who made the interlude
cheffin up the crack, im the one who made the dinner too
blessing every track, i’m the one they bring the sinners to
pinned into your head and i ain’t even hit my pinnacle
these rappers swimmin with the fishes ,k!ll em with my tentacles
trippin off the psychedelics, spirit so electrical
chilling with the misses and she grippin on my teste
she feel me like a texture
and swing through when i text her
the only one i want so imma give her little extra
sheesh
but im still married to the mission
listen
you can never box me in a prism
prythm
birthed the instrumental and i k!lled it
finished
brainstorming now im just beginning
this is genesis, but im ending ish, with the penmanship
and a smith and wesson with the intention of putting pellots in your mental
deading em, im beheading him, and thats generous as it gets
im blessing em with the etiquette, let me enter in your system

imma show em something different when im spitting
theres a kingdom full of riches imma show you how to get it
dont you know that there’s a heaven that’s inside, you can bring it to the land
that you reside on just decide when you are ready
listen
you dont need no weapon
you are limitless
that means there’s no ending to this life that you’ve been gifted with
only need protection from the negative your thinking
cause the energy you give is the reality you live in
perception is the only thing thats keeping you from winning
change your mind and see that opportunities are endless
you still holding grudges how you expect to get forgiveness
gotta be the change you looking for if you gon make a difference
to have the life you want you have to make your own decisions
and im a lone wolf like im stalking little pigglets
ain’t n0body stopping my intention
i intend to spark a whole new dimension
with this music im inventing
suttin futuristic like we livin with the jetsons
and im over your head like im spitting from a jet son
im the ish, yeah i must admit i know that
creating perfect pictures this synonymous to kodac
knowledge in the oranges and pomegranates flourishing inside my holy garden, im a god and yes i grow that
marijuana sparks won’t get me higher
my higher self and i looking eachother in the iris
everything aligned, i’m sitting high like i’m your highness
with that self peace that ain’t get from hynakins i promise
promised to myself i’d make change like obama’s campaign
but i had to start inside like i was in a dang cage
break down my train of thought, there ain’t a thing i can’t change
except the fact my target got no room for dudes who can’t aim
and my circle too reserved to add another soul in it
perfect data plan my spirit still go no limits
kyle bent all the way like i poured guiness
poor drinker but i bet i’ll break some records, no guiness
break some necks when i come through im so pimpin
authentic when i spit, you want the truth, im so lincoln
park a lincoln all up in your parking lot to show im taking all yall spots, ain’t hard to see the boy is so driven
you looking for the key im holding it
unlocking all your dreams im the one who’s molding it
dont tell me your an artist when you put no soul in it
ain’t tryna dig your music less im finding gold in it
its over with

- kyle bent

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