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letra de so to speak - last standing poet

but still i never plan on changin’ myself
today i wakke up, i lay up and stay up, what up

if i had a second for every mistake
i can’t imagine how much time it’d takke
just picture how my life, it would be
i guess its my regrets that make me

uhh, yeah, ok, look, uhh uhh, last standing poet uhh, poetic front face, pff, yeah uh, alright look, listen, pay attention man for real tho

so to speak the poets back on to win his run
3 joints, 6 shots, yeah man my dinners done
never catch sun unless i’m b-mpin’ 3 punt
in california while they drop is lower than my bag of marijuana
had a little time to warn you, but u never listen ?
steady packin’ gangin’ b-tches guess it’s my position tho
swisher price pay, while me i just fish and go
send your girl regards, like 3 or 4, x and o’s
who else thinkin’ like the last standing poet do
potency is nothin’ i lack, its what i’m told to do
b-mpin’ my shit is like me throwin’ o’s at you
i halve the f-ckin’ price, beats, play some poker too

so to speak the poets back on to win his chair
unibrow to reprimand, you never really gettin’ that
clever how they try to f-ck around a lot
ayo i’m everything and everywhere with a crown on top, pussy
tell me off of the top i ain’t unbeatable, talk fast chetah moves
rock black adidas shoes, c-ck back my 82, don’t be uncomfortable, unless you want to b-mp heads, ill bring the ruckus fool

i got the new world in my view
on my journey i pursue
i said i’m running, running for the city
i got the new world in my view

i got weed, in fact i got a bag of it
infected with the baddest shit, mad if i ain’t pakkin’ it
i let it dry out, when i forget to seal it up and re-bag the shit
cough out my lungs when i have a hit
then i have a hit, you can bet your money on
throw me what the f-ck you want
fight it with a champion
klitschko with my flow, got my bro with me
the rest stay close, cause they know i makke it

i got my weed but i never hesitate with an extra bottle of vodka to really blow my face in
to a place much higher than my basement
that i’m actually chillin’ in, that shit is crazy
leave me in a very calm place, bomb place
feel like i’m all on a sunny beach up in bombay
blazin’ bomb hay, with my crew an some brew
never goin’ bakk now with a beautiful view

straight from the m i d to double l e east i said
kkome to jordan if you want to rest in peace my friend
sikk and tired of the f-ggots pakkin’ pieces an then
when it pops out they leave an never see them again
hello, i’m bakk, when i produced this trakk
hit ’em with a weapon forcin’ ’em to play my cr-p
hit ’em with the type of shit that makke they trakks lookk whakk
??
used to listen to the radio now wipe my -ss with it
used to f-ck with these kkats, and now they gone an’ f-ckin’ did it
featuring the wackest b-tches in the game to get it
even more money, even more money

where the f-ck the real raps at
where the gats at, it’s all about fat stacks
sean poet’s f-ckin’ wack, 10 years could have at least got f-cking jacked
uhh, uhh, last, standing poet man
i set examples, i take the regime
i wanna f-ck yo mind up in future tho, wakke up

tryna fly without, learnin’ to fall first
they love it when they wallet hurt

- last standing poet

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